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Ode to my Father

a poem by Chenthilnathan

At eight I tried to copy you
You laughed merrily with me.
At twelve I started questioning you
You patiently answered me.

At sixteen I rebelled against you
You quietly left way to me.
At twenty I was confused by you
You unraveled the puzzle for me.

At twenty four I finally understood you
You were genuinely happy with me.
At twenty eight I looked up to you
All of a sudden you deserted me.

If for my son I could be
Half as good as you were to me
I’d be satisfied with myself, because
You were the best father that ever was.