No he isn’t my hero,
He makes mistakes all the time,
Like messing up the kitchen,
And forgetting where he keeps things,every day,all the time.
No he isn’t my idol either,
He gave his ambitions the backseat.
He taught me how to overeat and gain a 100 pounds,
And to reach at the last minute,for all our trips and rounds.
However,he is my daddy,
Full of faults and mistakes,
He taught me how to pick up all the good qualities,
From every person who comes my way.
He taught me what to value in life,
Its family that you come back home to each day.
He is my daddy,that is who he is,
And I love him for all his ways !
Write for the soul 