From Father to his two sons

In the quiet of the evening's glow,

Where stars above in silence show,

A father's heart beats strong and true,

Though he can't always give what's due.

His love is deep, a boundless sea,

For his two sons, his legacy.

Each smile they bring, each laugh they share,

Is a treasure beyond compare.

His hands are worn, his strength is tested,

By days of struggle, dreams uninvested.

Yet in his eyes, a steadfast light,

Guides them through the darkest night.

When days are hard and wants are few,

He holds them close, his love imbued.

Though he can't always mend each pain,

His love endures through loss and gain.

He watches them with pride and care,

A silent promise in the air.

To give his all, though it may seem small,

He'll stand by them, through rise and fall.

In their laughter, he finds his grace,

In their dreams, his own embrace.

For even when the world is tight,

His heart holds them through every fight.

So though he can't fulfill each need,

His love will plant a timeless seed.

And as they grow, they'll understand,

The depth of love from a father's hand.