In the stillness of the night, a gentle whisper calls,
A father’s love, steadfast and ever strong.
Through the dawn of laughter, and the dusk of tears,
He stands as a beacon, guiding us along.
His hands, weathered by time, yet tender and sure,
Build dreams and castles, with patience pure.
In his embrace, the world’s worries fade away,
A sanctuary of warmth, where we forever stay.
Eyes that see beyond the ordinary day,
Teaching wisdom in the simplest way.
With every step, his legacy unfolds,
A story of love, in every heart he holds.
The journey of fatherhood, a path so wide,
Marked by sacrifices, and joy beside.
With gratitude, we honor his unspoken art,
A father’s love, etched deeply in our heart.