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