Mirror, mirror on the wall,
Who is the greatest dad of them all?
“Thou, O Father, art the fairest in the land,” said the mirror
An illusion,
A mirage of our pursuits
Yet a fact to our little mirrors on our walls
Every little hug,
Every little reassurance
Makes the reflection on the mirror shine ever more
Money, power and respect
Dripping on the sidelines of each reflection
Money makes the mirror glitter
Power presents dominion
Over the wall that holds the mirror
Respect,
Earned and demanded in equal measure
Not in any order, many times not in combination
Fatherhood being an investment of each in every sense
Yet a struggle to fulfill every expectation
Holding on every strand
Digging dip with every heave
Chasing in a race against time
Against a tide of the mirrors consistent exposure to other images
Hoping to continue projecting the charm
To attract even more hugs down the path of years gone by
Preserve the confidence to boldly ask the question
Mirror, mirror on the wall
Who is the greatest dad of them all