My father
He knew how to love
Without saying so.
He knew how to protect
Without saying so.
He knew how to respect
Without saying so.
He knew how to command
Without saying so.
He knew how to demand
Without saying so.
He knew how to care
Without saying so.
He knew how to share
without saying so.
He knew how to give joy
Without saying so.
He knew how to create happiness
Without saying so.
He knew how to be compassionate
Without saying so.
And without a word
I knew his unspoken words.
Words from the heart
Words felt from the soul
Of a truly loving father
That I loved and obeyed.
Even now as his meanings
In my life unfold.
My father.
Cecelia Weir
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/father-35/
