My Father

You're the magnificent mirror of my life,
That portrayed my weakness
The prognosis of future I have revealed
Like the crescent in the beginning;
Later grew yonder and tender,
Like a shade of the heart's shield.
Not today, I've become your fingerprint,
Or your advocate, but seeing me as
A binding fine art of your sword;
The excellent sword of your mouth
Raised me up to the sky,
More and more, I'm moving from one sky to another
It carved my mind and craved my heart.
The warlord of my battle;
An antidote of my flaw,
The shower of my tilled land,
That made my path straight with his proverbial wisdom;
Thanks for your brave action,
The secret of my living
Always live in my heart.