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My dreams he made his.
My problems he made his.
All achievements I get credit for
Was because he was always sure.
A heart of gold that he keeps hidden
only beats for his family and children.
He has been our sanctuary in storms
Providing us and keeping us warm.
He is not just a man who made us
But someone who had courage enough to raise us.
A hero without a cape, my brother looks up to him.
With a soft heart my mother found under the rim.
The first man his daughter has loved
The one he has always kept protected and coved.
Hiding his fears, veiling his love
He always keeps his family above.
To people he might seem harsh and stoic
But for his family, he is gentle and his feats heroic.
He has been music to our souls in utter chaos
Curbing us from any miseries we might come across.
His smiles are genuine when he hears us laugh
For the rest of the world he acts rough and tough.
He may have to leave our hand after a while
But he will always own our hearts and memories where we smile.
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Got two days late to upload this poem according to IST but... oh well, here it is.
To all the fathers in the world. Happy Father's Day and thank you for being the dad your kids may or may not have deserved.
Oh! And do comment and hit the star below if you like the poem. I mean dads deserve a star for being the star of our lives. ;)
❤️Niya B. Vinod
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