You’re like your Dad

She said

As I lay across the sofa

And I took it as a compliment

That I could grow into

A gentle giant,

Eyes still of wonder

at every new idea

 

That I could become like

the man who never

raised a hand and

never shied away from

emotion.

 

The only man I ever

trusted, the only man

I ever loved

 

And I can see it too

The way we gesture when

we talk, the things we

say, our politics which I

stole from you.

 

They say that when they

put me in your arms at birth,

they knew I was your because

I had your frown

 

I am proud to be cut from the same cloth.