It’s ok

It’s ok,

for not giving me,

a big house.

It’s ok,

for not giving me,

a luxury car.

It’s ok,

for not giving me,

the best,

out of the best.

It’s ok,

for not giving me,

any properties.

For me,

your attitude being,

a Dad is enough for me.

For me,

your actions that say,

you love me,

is enough for me.

For me,

your teachings,

could make me survive in this world,

and are enough for me.

You may not be the perfect Dad,

in the world;

just as I’m not the perfect son.

But, 

I wish you forgive me,

whenever I make you angry.

You may not the perfect Dad,

in the eyes of the world;

but,

you’re the perfect Dad I ever see,

you’re the Dad that I want most in my life.

I wish you live with me,

longer than I can imagine.

Dad,

that is one sentence,

I take for granted for so long;

that I do not dare to say for so long;

that is,

I LOVE YOU.

P/S:

This is a poem that i dedicated for my Dad. People tend to ask how much property that is left by their dad, but I do not ask for anything other than more time I could spend with my Dad. May him live healthy and longer.