He is a real gentleman who’s ready to stand
And endure the pain as long as he can.
Even if his heart had been longing to feel
The warmth that could never made him kneel.
He is no soldier but is very brave,
To enter the Afghan’s risky cave.
Yet he was destined to be with us,
Going back home is a must.
Then with us, he decided to bake,
For him it wasn’t the time to take a break.
When I woke up in the middle of the dawn,
It was just time for the bread to be done
With his left hand full of flour, on the other side,
His right hand was on wheels to drive.
To take the passengers in their destinations,
Rain or shine without any hesitations.
He never complained for being awake
Day and night just for our sake.
He answers calls from the unknowns,
With his mouth telling him not to moan.
There, he troubleshoot internet problems
Help connect androids to their modems.
But those callers never know that my father who teach,
Has no smart phones or gadgets to practiced.
He is good at any subjects
He has answers in any aspects.
After all the things he made,
I realized, he is the Jack of all Trades.