In the quiet dawn, he rises
Bearing the weight of dreams untold
His hands, weathered by time and toil
Craft futures in the warmth of his hold

His steps, measured, towards the horizon
Where hopes and burdens quietly blend
With each stride, a silent promise
To stand as both guardian and friend

Through storms of doubt and shadows of fear
He stands unwavering, a steadfast light
In his eyes, a gentle, enduring fire
Burning bright through the longest night

For every tear unshed, every word unspoken
His love a beacon in the darkest sea
A father’s sacrifice, a story woven
In the tapestry of eternity