I wake up in the morning to music pop,

But my father JABBER wakes up in the morning to jog.

I sit with calm,

But my father JABBER sits counting money on his palm.

I weave my dreams out of several threads,

But my father JABBER is busy earning bread.

I am glad it is Sunday,

But my father JABBER even on Sunday works for extra pay.

I always have a bowl full of ice cream,

But even if the bowl is empty my father JABBER never screams.

I clearly share what I feel,

But when it comes to my father JABBER he really conceals.

It's a mystery,

But at the same time a legacy and history.

Children only grow,

When father's love pour.

SO I always say,

"I but my father JABBER!"