In the quiet of the night, he stands alone,
A silent guardian of the dreams he owns.
Not in muscles or in might is his strength shown,
But in the love and care he’s always known.

Beneath the tough exterior, a heart so kind,
Compassion and wisdom in his mind.
He lifts others up, leaves no one behind,
In the tapestry of life, he’s finely entwined.

Through trials and storms, he holds his ground,
With a gentle spirit, his soul unbound.
In the echoes of his laughter, joy is found,
A true man of honor, profoundly sound.

His masculinity is not in dominance or power,
But in the strength to be gentle, hour by hour.
In every challenge, he sees a blooming flower,
Embracing his true self, a love-filled tower.