In the quiet strength of fathersâ hands,
Lies a world of untold dreams and plans.
Their silent whispers guide the way,
Through darkest night and brightest day.
With eyes that hold the weight of time,
They teach us how to love and climb.
In gentle smiles and knowing nods,
They share the wisdom of the gods.
Their footsteps echo in our hearts,
A melody that never parts.
Through trials faced with quiet grace,
Their courage lights the darkest place.
As years unfold and seasons change,
Their love remains, a steady range.
In every hug and word unspoken,
A bond unbreakable, unbroken.