For My Papa..

He was not there when I was born,
But he made up for that, without a frown.
He is the anchor, that keeps me tethered,
He is the harbour, that keeps me sheltered.
He gives me strengh, when I feel weak,
He gives the support, when I feel the need.
He taught me how to change a tube,
He showed me how to repair a fuse. He taught me how to screw a bolt,
He always gave a hand to hold.
He showed me how to bake a cake,
He told me gently to avoid the 'rake'!!
He showed me how a 'Jumbo' worked,
He was always there to see me tucked.
He took me sailing the whole world through...
Father dear, what would I do without you.