My Dad: The Silent Strength Behind Every Storm

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In the quiet dawn he rises,
With strength that never fades,
A gentle giant in our lives,
Whose wisdom gently guides.

His hands have built our dreams,
With toil and love combined,
A fortress of unwavering care,
In his embrace we find.

Through storms he stands unshaken,
His courage like the sea,
A beacon in the darkest night,
Lighting the path for me.

In laughter and in silence,
His presence fills the air,
My dad, my hero, steadfast,
A love beyond compare.

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