My Dad

My Dad

He isn’t much in the eyes of the world,
He’ll never make history.
No, he isn’t much in the eyes of the world,
But he is the world to me

My Dad
Now here is a man.
To me he is everything strong,
No, he can’t do wrong,
My Dad

My Dad
Now, he understands.
When I bring him troubles to share,
Oh, he’s always there
My Dad

When I was small
I felt ten feet tall,
When I walked by his side.
And everyone would say “That’s his son.”
And my heart would burst with pride.

My Dad
Oh, I love him so.
And I only hope that some day
My own son will say
“My Dad. Now here is a man.”


  1. Carlos Fonseca says:

    Dear Ricardo, congratulations. Both things are nice, the poem and the picture.

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