My father's stache

I’ve been around my dad for almost 20 years now, and not a single from those 73,000 days I have seen his face without that gigantic moustache of his. I believe it not only marks him as a human being, but it’s the single most representative thing that he owns. Not even his colorful flowered shirt’s which he has used every single “casual friday” at work for the past 10 years, nor his funny “sport outfit” that goes completely with him make me think about him as much as his moustache does. I know it may sound silly and weird, but his moustache reflects his mood in almost a perfect way, just by the look of it one can tell if he’s happy, angry, sad, joyful, disappointed... which is pretty awesome, if you ask me. His face is literally unimaginable for me and my family without this characteristic of his. Honestly I would probably call the cops if he entered the house one day without it. As of today, my mom still swears that he didn’t have it back in the day when they both met, but I don’t believe her. Of course I know that there was a point in his life when he didn’t use a hairy manliness all over his face, when he was 5 years old perhaps. I can’t think of another thing that describes better someone, I can compare it to a skaters board, or a ballerina's shoe or even a rich man’s cane. At the end of the day my fathers most symbolic and valued possession in his life is a part of his own body. In retrospective this is pretty awesome, because well one could say you don’t depend on nothing. How many people can say that their personality isn’t a mixture of T.V. stereotypes and several Comedy Stand Up jokes which mold them into what people think about you. It’s an important for everyone to sit down, clear their man and think about what defines them, because what defines you is what you are projecting about you. And if you don’t like what you proyect, maybe it’s time to make a shift in your life. Back to my father; I’m 99% sure he likes what defines him, it``s simple, its his own and more importantly he can change it whenever he wishes to mae a change in it, its a shave away.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This was an assignment for my English class, we needed to do a poem (I didn't know poems didn't need to ryme) about someones possesion.

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