Superheroes & Villains

My Superman (lyttlejoe)

My Superman

It all started on day one, when the doctor stated, 'It's a son!'

then I felt the healthy slap upon my bottom,

which began the lessons the way he taught 'em.

A steady hand beneath my thigh as a world rushed in atop my cry.

Right through my life, in all the stages, those lessons learned,

as well their wages, I've passed to my kids at different ages

hoping those moments, when decision engages,

the wealth of knowledge and experience assuages.

My stalwart backup has passed on now, and his mantle falls on me.

I only hope, for those that follow, I've been the best that I can be.

So I guess it's not for me to know, and perhaps a little late to ask it,

yet I linger longer, all alone, beside my father's casket.

And through the tears I can't be sure, but I think I hear a sigh;

the family shared their final view and then all said goodbye

but I feel that he's still watching us, and will as years go by...

my dad, my friend, my Superman... one helluva super guy!