Want To Be Strong

This is a poem written by my father on a diary that he gifted me...

Want to be strong, son

I want to be strong.

To light a lamp each day,

bring warmth into the home ,

to foster love and belonging

and bring a shine into lives within.

I want to be strong.

for strength begets strength,

strength breeds confidence

for in a world of turmoil,

bedrock of survival is strength.

I want to be strong.

My mind to be clear,

not to be drawn into indiscretions,

not to be cowed by challenges around,

not to stop and surrender.

I want to be strong.

So that the roof is good ,

the poles hold out,

the floor is dry,

the wall is standing.

I want to be strong.

for you beyond me,

stand up and straight,

shoulders squared, head held up,

strong, stronger and stronger.

Because, i am weak son.

I too need a shoulder to lean on.

Mohan.

I guess i have a lot of expectations to live upto.