A Rock

A quiet man.
A gentle man.
A gentleman.

Nothing was too much trouble.

Later, when I was older,
I thanked him for being such a good dad
and for always putting us first.

He almost shrugged.
‘It’s what dads do,’ he said.

(I knew a few who didn’t.)

When he did have cause
to raise his voice
we knew,
we really knew,
we had pushed things just that bit….…too………………far.