Micah Ethridge. Poet Warriors.

My Dad

I remember thinking you were a giant.

You’d always pick me up &’ spin me around .

I felt invincible when you picked me up like that.

A young boy should feel invincible if he had his father to rely on.

I remember you giving me your hat as you shared how your day at work was , &’ I did the same with my day at school.

No matter how our days went , we’d always end the conversation with an I Love You !