The Gentle Strength of Fatherhood

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In the quiet of the night, your whisper calms my fears,
Through every storm, your arms are always near.
You are the lighthouse that guides me through the dark,
A beacon of love, a constant, steady spark.

Your hands, though calloused, are gentle and kind,
With every touch, a lesson intertwined.
Teaching me courage, to stand tall and brave,
In the face of challenges, it’s your wisdom I crave.

Your laughter, a melody that brightens my day,
With you by my side, I find my way.
In your stories, I find strength and grace,
In your embrace, I find my place.

Father, your love is a legacy so grand,
Through all of life’s trials, you hold my hand.
In your eyes, I see the man I strive to be,
Forever grateful for your love, eternally free.

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