Fatherly Mirage

He would have towed me

On his shoulder 

Never ground

He wouldn't have let me be a patient

Or be doctorly crowned

He would have gave me pasta or bread

He would've never bestowed on me any life's dread

I would play basketball 

He would've been my teacher

Even if he knew nothing at all

He would've taught me to beat others

I would be the center 

I would be a part of his world

I would glorify each food item, each pearl

He could have been

But he choose to not be

I love this illusion of a father supporting me. 

Better than resentment 

Better than negative theory

Better than any relationship forgery

I would rather be happy with this illusionary

That my father was the best 

Than give myself to worry.