The Guiding Light: A Tribute to Fatherhood
A Father's Love: A Source of Strength, Wisdom, and Unconditional Support
In the realm of strength and gentle might,
A figure stands, a guiding light.
With hands so calloused, yet tender and kind,
A father's love, an eternal bind.
His voice, a compass in the darkest night,
Guiding steps, setting fears alight.
He shields, he supports, he clears the way,
With wisdom's touch, he paves the day.
Through laughter and tears, he stands so tall,
An unwavering presence, through it all.
A pillar of love, a shelter strong,
A beacon of hope when things go wrong.
His smile, a warmth that melts the soul,
His embrace, a haven that makes us whole.
In his eyes, we see our worth,
A reflection of love since our birth.
He teaches, he listens, he lends a hand,
He shows us how to bravely stand.
A teacher, a mentor, a hero so true,
A father's love, forever in view.
So let us honor this cherished man,
Whose love and guidance shaped our plan.
With gratitude and admiration, we say,
Happy Father's Day, each and every day.
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