Poem: Father’s Day
Look for the tender part hiding beneath the armor.
That’s where you’ll find the love
and the care that’s too big to have a word.
Altogether different from Mom’s, it feels at first more settled,
less frantic.
But when you live with it long enough and if you’re charitable, you’ll discover that
Dad will never stop sheilding you from anything that smells of harm, real
or imagined.