The man who looks at your mom.
Like she's everything he'll ever need.
He picks you up when you are down.
You follow ever step he leads.
The stranger who comes twice a year,
For Christmas and your birthday.
You stand away from each other.
And never have a lot to say.
The everlasting spirit,
Who is there even when you doubt.
Never turns his back on you.
There when everyone else walks out.