A Father's Love

In the realm of steadfast love, a father stands,

Guiding with care, with gentle, guiding hands.

A beacon of strength, a pillar so tall,

His love, a fortress that will never fall.

With every step, he clears the way,

Through rough terrain and skies of gray.

He shields us from storms, holds us close,

His love, a shield against life's blows.

His voice, a melody, soothing and warm,

A lullaby that shelters us from harm.

In his arms, we find solace and peace,

His love, a balm that will never cease.

He teaches us lessons, both big and small,

Helping us rise each time we fall.

His wisdom, a gift, he freely imparts,

His love, a beacon that lights up our hearts.

In his presence, we find courage to soar,

To chase our dreams and reach for more.

His belief in us, a constant flame,

His love, a legacy we proudly claim.

On this day, we honor a man so dear,

Whose love and devotion are crystal clear.

To our hero, our champion, our guide,

With love and gratitude, we confide:

Thank you, dear father, for all that you do,

For the love that's unwavering, pure, and true.

This poem is a tribute, a heartfelt embrace,

For a father's love, no words can replace.