A POEM ABOUT FATHER
You have been like that canopy of tree in whose shade we rest.
Doing all the hard works and sacrifices alone to offer us the best.
Teaching us how to never complain and deal with lives' evil test.
And always backing us up whenever we get troubled and stressed.
I know except on father's day, you are not appreciated enough.
A mother shows her love daily by caring and affectionate touch.
But you choose to love us silently without expressing it much.
So may be we could not love you back as much as you deserve.
For all your selfless deeds without expecting anything in return.
As of course we can not ever repay for whatever you have done.
What best we can do is to try to be a proud daughter and son.
And be capable enough to tell you to ease as now it is our turn.
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