I wish I could be perfect in this fatherhood

Perfect in strength, perfect in wisdom, all for you

However, I am stunned by my own imperfections

And I am lost with no guidance in how to mature you

I can fill your ear with well-meaning promises

My intentions would be based in love and hope

But I know dreams not based in reality hold no real value

And I will only end up hurting you, my beloved son

I hope that one day you will understand your father’s desires

You will see my efforts to be good to you, in spite of my flaws

For if you and I may build a bond that is loving and lasting and true,

then I believe that you will see that perfection is overrated, outside of God