my father sat beside me
as we headed down the river
he was not strong
but he was still a man
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The bonding between father and son and different aspects of the relationship including emotional transactions have been narrated in an amazing manner. A lovely poem indeed. Thanks for sharing.10 points.
I could not imagine fathers of the okder generation were the same in different countries.They stood at home as monuments, like tall trees, rocks, you could find support.So nicely said.