Father

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Father about you, I stop short of writing, You , a handsome man, tall and lean, You were our hero a figure of love and discipline Honest to the core, Merciful at heart, A rare jewel in your profession You were ever caring. How cruel is the time, bound to the bed You look like a shadow of yourself. We are paying visits Speak to you soothing words To lift your spirit. But the words sound So unbelievable Even to our ears How can a man between life and death Would ever believe? Away from usyou are slowly going, Sitting by your side We know, hope is receding. When you see us sick How worried you become But when you aresuffering endless How littledo we do Except praying merciful God To ease your pains! ! I pray God To give you strength To raise your hand in blessings Before you leave For your heavenly abode.

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