Burdens of a Father's Heart
Hope Amidst Responsibilities
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In weariness, I stand, so deeply tired,
Questioning the purpose, the path I've acquired.
A weight upon my arms, heavy and strong,
When will the shackles of duty be gone?
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Someday, I'll break free from these binds,
Embrace sweet slumber, quiet and kind.
A movie's embrace, with silence as my guide,
In a chair with a book, tranquility to confide.
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A cup of tea savored in solitude's grace,
A solitary stroll at a leisurely pace.
And dreams of a journey, unburdened, so vast,
In that distant tomorrow, where serenity's cast.
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Yet, will I persist until that distant date,
Carrying burdens until my cubs find their fate?
For every father's struggle, every silent fight,
May freedom emerge, a beacon of light.
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In unity, let's hope for that day to shine,
When fathers find release, a tranquil lifeline.
May their toil find reward, their hearts be set free,
In a world where their dreams and hopes find the key.
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Comments (1)
Fathers are heroes. Good poem.