DAY 40 - MY FATHER MY HERO

 MY FATHER MY HERO [40/365]

I dream you back to the present,
pater familias and protector,
the father I loved
and hated, my first hero.
Strong, handsome
you were the real deal.

You demanded perfection,
your sky-high expectations
impossibly steep,
I failed too many times.
Alike in countless ways,
yet you never saw; always
needless anger between us.

When you died, I was
the one at your bedside,
holding your hand
as you passed into eternity.
My life went suddenly flat,
I wondered how I would exist
in a world where you didn't.

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