All day you toil,
Get yourself soiled,
With responsibilities,
Worries and love,
Those dwell in your hearts,
Keep yourself occupied,
To rear your children to be adults,
Many nights you never slept,
Sometimes you are panicked,
Your manhood hides your miseries,
Away from your loving families,
Each golden stone you have taken,
to build your love castle,
in the hearts of your children,
you are too great,
you have made many king makers,
in your kingdom of affection and care,
To you my friends, who are already and yet to be daddies,
I send you, the cheerful bouquet of flowers.
Happy Father’s Day.
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Your manhood hides your miseries, Away from your loving families, Each golden stone you have taken, to build your love castle, in the hearts of your children, great write sister. i m going through the same stage for last 18 yrs. thnx for sharing. regards