In shadows cast by morning’s light,
He walks a path both firm and bright.
A gentle heart with strength untold,
In his embrace, we find our hold.
His wisdom whispers through the years,
A guiding star amidst our fears.
With every step, his love unfolds,
A silent strength that gently molds.
Through trials faced, he stands so tall,
A beacon when our spirits fall.
His laughter echoes, warm and true,
In every word, a love anew.
Ode to the man whose heart so wide,
In every tear and every stride.
A father’s gift, both fierce and kind,
In him, our anchor, we always find.