My Old Man

My Old Man

My old man sat,
Sat at the table,
He said cmere son
Lemme tell you a fable

On and on he went
Talking about life
Boasted about the triumphs
And mumbled about the strife

His candor surprised me
The new things I learned
My eyes transfixed on his
As i listened to every word

When he finally stood
He said listen to me boy
Dont waste your life
Dont let the days steal your joy

His tired voice said
I love you son
Youll know what i mean
The moment you have one

After all this time
After all the years
His declaration
Sounded foreign to my ears

A bittersweet moment
I wasnt sure
Now that i had it
If i wanted the acceptance of my father.