You stand like a tree, roots deep and strong,
A quiet force that’s been here all along.
Through storms and sun, you’ve weathered it all,
A steady hand to catch my fall.
With wisdom unspoken, yet always so clear,
You guide with patience, not with fear.
In your laughter, I hear life's song,
In your silence, I know where I belong.
A hero in moments both big and small,
You teach me to rise, whenever I fall.
Thank you, Dad, for being my guide,
With love and strength always by my side.
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I share with you the wonderfulness of having a strong yet kin Father, taught me to make a stand yet with common sense. Nice work here.
Reading this made me emotional. Thank you for writing about one of the most beautiful and most under-rated people in our life.
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