PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

My father taught me a lot on how to be, how to walk, how to eat, and how to be a geek. Every time I walk the halls, in a showcase they’re all. The model ships he built of Star Wars 1 to 6. Movie directors at my father collection get envious; he has all the movies there are, from Blu Ray back to DV-R. There’s an R2D2 phone, and an Optimus Prime on the lounge. Light sabers, flying ships, old series and laserdiscs. I grew up knowing Tolkien, Asimov and Rowling, but he taught me how to start fawning. But he hasn’t taught me much apart from being a geek. My morals, philosophies, my ideals are me.  I fear I don’t know much, besides of his hobbies, I fear I just know he knows about hobbits.  He studied programming, gets easily mad, there’s not much I know about my own dad. But his interests speak out to me, giving lessons to grow free, they suck me into a better universe beyond this. I can learn from what he likes, they give me sound advice, I choose what I’ll fight for, and makes me get wise.  So He wrote sci-fi stories in college, he drew down perfect ships; he let his creativity fly, but never set it free. I took a different path, a way to keep flying, and for the things I have learned, I will keep fighting. My dad gave me household, a head start opening doors; he made me better now than the me I was before, and I’ll repay him in full 100 times more.  When I was alone, with no friends around, my parents were all I ever had. And they taught me abilities, hobbies and likes, I chose from among them and made them mine.  And I know I can talk my interest with him, we share the love for many things. He’s sometimes my father, sometimes my friend, and he’ll be there until the end.  I do love my mother, maybe even more, but sometimes with my dad he can be my bro.  I am not a carbon copy of who my father is, I like some things he doesn’t and dislike some he digs. I love my father a lot for a reason above all. He’s taller than me, but his interests didn’t grow up.  And even if you call them childish, he’ll still display them on.