I stand in front of the mirror
Just combing my hair
When I see him,
I see my Dad looking at me,
Smiling with that smile
That was always with him.
The man who taught me so much,
A man who showed respect for all,
A man who always saw good in life
And showed me that way,
Where respect must always be there.
There was the man
Who brought me the most wonderful thing,
He brought me the wonder of music.
From the day of my birth
To this old man writing these words
The music he showed me is still here.
Music was his life,
And it has become my life,
All because that man,
That man I see in the mirror,
Has become me.
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The same is happening with me. Although i have more hair
Glad about that SC, Dads can bring so much to your life.
Andy
Very true
A tribute to your Dad. Beautiful!
We are mirror images of our parents. 🙂
Thank you Jayasree. Very true.
Andy
A fine write Gold.
Glad he introduced you to music. Will drown out my singing! heehee.
Thanks Orchi. So am I, it means so much to me in my life and in a million or so years your music may become delightful to my ears. LOL
Andy
You have chosen one of my absolute favourite pieces of music today.
Indeed you are a lucky man to have had such a wonderful father. I read on MPS of several who have not been so fortuneate and strive within their poetry to come to terms with their place in the world and society around them.
Thank goodness they have found poetry and its self healing properties.
Glad I have put that piece of music on this time d a. Enjoy.
Yes I know I am very lucky in my dad, he showed me so much in life that was and is good.
May poetry help everyone.
Andy
beautiful!
Thank you Mek.
Andy
By emulating those in your life is the greatest honor you can bestow on them, just as you have so poetically recognized your father here.
Thank you Suresh, your very fine words humble me.
Andy
Good one, Andy. My Dad had beautiful hair I have none. Still, look like the man who taught me to step and throw and not talk past the close.
Thanks Jerry, they can give us so much in our life.
Andy
A delightful poem and I have no doubt that many others as well as my self will relate ..........................
Thank you Neville, I am sure others will know of this as well.
Andy
A very moving tribute dear Andy to your Father who gave you the wonderful love of music - - -- and what an example of it you have chosen for us to here - I have always loved the piano version of Clair de Lune.
Thank you Fay, yes I am very fortunate to have had him as my Dad.
Andy
The greatest gift a father can give to his son is his legacy of love for music. A wonderful tribute to your father Andy. ; )
Thank you AP, much appreciated.
Andy
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