Commemoration of Father's Day

Father! Though our home was not made of mirrors, the most weary kindness in the world accompanied my childhood in the mirror of your masculine eyes, until today I reached the meaning of you. I want to say, forgive me if, secretly, you ate sorrows that were not yours, beside the single tree in our yard! Forgive me if I did not see your bruised nails, caught in the closed doors of time, and forgive me if I was always asleep before you arrived; but today, more awake than ever, I have come to kiss the height of your forehead instead of leaning on your shoulder. May your shadow never diminish, my father!