What Makes A Father

He never looks for praises,
He’s never one to boast,
He just goes on quietly working,
For those he values the most,
His dreams are rarely revealed,
His wants and desires are extremely few,
Most of the time his worries are hidden away,
He’s the rock like foundation of the family,
Through the rough and sunny days of life,
A calming hand to grab hold of,
A true friend one can turn to,
In times good or bad,
One can only estimate the depth of his love,
Never get it’s true measure,
He’s after all a Father.












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