You decide The Title, Friend.........

Papa you are a person
who is loving and kind,
And often you know
what I have in my mind.
You r someone who listens,
suggests, and defends.
You r my best friend!
You r proud of my triumphs,
In all that i do,
your love plays a part.
But loving doesn't mean that we always agree.

There are things I know I'll never see.
I'm sure Papa your heart knows what I don't yet know,

The pain of loving a reluctant son,
The anger, coming fast and building slow,
Of being helpless to control someone.
Papa you want only that I grow up right,
But you know what right is, and I still don't.
I have to learn to wield my inner light,
And if I follow yours, well, then I won't.
I'm sorry for the anger in the air;
Though we fight, my love is always there.