On This Father's Day Poem by Bhargabi Dei Mahakul

On this father's day I do sing,
Father is merciful he is a king.
King of kings he is very clever,
He builds heaven for us ever.

Father of heaven he is very holy,
I sing and pray him ever slowly.
Lowly I whisper he hears to me,
How I am here he comes to see.

Tree of luck I plant it grows,
Time with motion tide it shows.
Rose knows fragrance loves sure
I know father loves me is pure.

Assuring in teaching he writes,
Every dark path breaks he lights.
Rights he has given with his boon,
I enlighten myself very, very soon.