I see you in my moves
echoes of your own
expressions matching
copied instinctively
there can be little doubt
we become what we see
tributes to our examples
passing on to our own
a great deal of what I am
came from my life with him
lessons from the knee
values ingrained in bone
impossible to be like him
would not be right to be
being true to who I am
reflects the values learned
I am what I am today
because of what I saw
shaped by what I heard
part of you lives in me
Happy birthday, Dad. I love you.
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