I Could Not Be...

I could not be... The kind of son, my parents wanted me to be; Nevertheless, I tried my best to be, Nearly the one, they thought I ought to be, But better in some ways, I was truly. I could not be... The kind of brother, sisters wanted me to be; Nevertheless, I tried my best to be, Almost the one, expected out of me, And better in some ways, I was truly. I could not be... The kind of husband, my wife wanted me to be; Nevertheless, I tried my best to be, Akin the one, she dreamt of me to be, And much better I was transformed truly. I could not be... The kind of father, children wanted me to be; Nevertheless, I tried my best to be, The exemplary dad, I ought to be, And better in more ways I was truly. I could not be... The kind of pupil, teachers wanted me to be; Nevertheless, I tried my best to be, A student good like how they nurtured me, And I was better than they dreamt of me. I could not be... The kind of doctor, world had wanted me to be. Nevertheless, I tried my best to be, An ethical, humane personality, Who kept the profession's nobility. The kind of devotee, God wanted me to be Nevertheless, I tried my best to be, A righteous man, living in piety, And much more God-fearing than others see. Copyright by Dr John Celes 14-02-2015