In the quiet dawn of morning’s light,
A father’s strength, a guiding sight.
Wisdom shared in whispers soft,
A legacy of love aloft.

Through trials faced and battles won,
His courage shines like morning sun.
Hands that build and hearts that mend,
A father’s love will never bend.

In laughter shared and tears embraced,
His presence leaves a sacred trace.
With every word and every deed,
He plants the seeds of hopes and dreams.

So here’s to fathers, heroes true,
Whose love endures in all we do.
In every step and every stride,
They walk beside us, hearts open wide.