It has occured to me

Several times now

That I've never written 

Of my dad

Somewhere between the moment

He saved me from the chaos

And the moment he stopped being my hero

I seemed to have lost access

To the prerequsites

I need to write about any individual

 

You see?

My dad is four things

A Dragon, A Wolf, A Eagle, A Elk

 

A Dragon

Speaks from experience

Is intelligent and cunning

But confident to a fault

A Dragon

Spouts powerful torrents

of red hot flames

Is lucky enough

to find gold at the end of a rainbow

And gifted beyond measure

Capable of making everything out of nothing

My Dad is A Dragon

 

A Wolf

Travels in packs

Is mysterious and complex  

But can be so proud 

A Wolf

Howls at the moon

Heard throughout the night

Is playful as a newborn

Yipping, growling, and barking

And caring as a first time mother

Protecting their young with an unrivaled ferocity

My Dad is A Wolf

 

A Eagle

Wise beyond doubt

Is brave and couragous

But are headstrong and stubborn

A Eagle

Flies high above the clouds

Watching all beneathe its gaze

Is determined as an Ox

Excited to meet any challenge head on

And graceful like the point of a knife

Slicing through the air with ease

My Dad is A Eagle

 

A Elk

A King amongs Kings

Is Loud and strong 

But tend to walk alone

A Elk

Bugles through the forest

Demanding to be heard by all

Is noble like a knight

Willing to stand up against all odds

And persevering like statue

Always there when you need it most

My Dad is A Elk