Through My Father's eyes....

When I slaved away in office, and reached home late at night,
I wondered how your day was, but could only see your closed eyes.

I watched your mother feed you each morsel everyday.
And smiled when you ran to me, as soon as it was time to play.

I know, I was not the one you shared your secrets with.
But I cherished every moment when you asked me,"How do i do this?"

I felt a pang when you told your mom, "I have found my man."
I hid my tears when you said, "And he is just like Dad."

I tell myself every now and then, the story of how you were born.
As I looked at myself through your eyes, I became a better man.