Man of Mystery

There is this man of mystery,
I've know for many years
He is a man who's loved by all,
but sometimes he is feared
In his skin is he comfortable,
or is his skin to tight
Do I approach him with my thoughts,
or do I expect a fight
Does he know he wears a mask,but his eyes,
they never lie
does his inner soul hold
his raindrops from inside
Did he hold back from a life,
he wished he could have had
Or is he happy with the way,
faith has shuffled him his hand
Does he listen to the birds,
that sing their happy tune
Or hold on to a grudge for the dreams
that have not once come true
Does he know what he means to me,
or do I need to shout
Does he know the approvel I seek
from my inside out
I have loved this man,
Adored him just the same
But does he relize the depth
of my unspoken claim
Does my mystery man know
I can see inside
His darken walls,
his broken heart
The pain he has denied
For all unspoken memories
that he regrets he lived
I know this man has given to me
all that he could give
This man is very smart
and also very wise
I love the special moments
he has that sparkle in his eyes
I hope that I have given him
the love he should have received
I know at times that I've held back,
because my eyes they couldn't see
They couldn't see this man
beyond the name that he was given
I built my walls and wore my mask,
I hope I can be forgiven
I looked at this man stubbornly,
for who he should be to me
Never seeing him as a person,
individually
I respect this man,
I understand him now
I know he's on my side
I love him for the strength he's shown
and in time I've realized
This man is so important
I am glad that I can see
For once in my life
I can look in his eye's and say
"I love you Daddy"