Father

In quiet strength, a father stands,

A rock amidst life’s shifting sands,

His love, a lighthouse in the night,

A beacon of eternal light.

He speaks in actions, not in words,

His care is seen, but seldom heard,

A steady hand, a guiding star,

No distance ever feels too far.

Through every storm, he bears the weight,

His heart, a shield against the fate,

In his embrace, the world feels small,

A father’s love, that’s all, that’s all.

With every smile and gentle touch,

He shows us that we mean so much,

In every moment, every day,

His love is felt in every way.

And though his voice may fade with time,

His love, forever, will be mine,

A father’s love, a gift so true,

Forever held, in all we do.

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This poem tries to capture the deep, yet often unspoken, love that a father shows through his actions and presence.