In the strength of his embrace, I find my solace,
Through life’s winding path, he’s my compass.
His gentle words, a guiding light,
In darkened times, they shine so bright.

With every sacrifice, a silent story told,
In his steadfast love, I find my gold.
His hands, worn and weathered, yet strong,
Have built the world where I belong.

The wisdom in his eyes, a deep well,
Of tales and truths, where dreams dwell.
He stands tall, a pillar unshaken,
In his shadow, I am never forsaken.

On this day, we honor and we praise,
The hero of our childhood days.
With gratitude, our hearts do swell,
For the father who loves so well.