A Father's Day

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It is lovely day to enjoy Father’s day is to be celebrated with joy We rejoice at home but he is never annoyed His discomfort is never conveyed We use to tease papa but he offered sweet smile He will never object our activities even for a while He used stand high in our eyes with great stature He never compromised with our future I still continue to think over the matter and wonder He will occupy main positioning home and thunder We are safe and protected under his refuge He is always there to stand by us with new ideas to infuse If myth was reality and ready to explode, Dark clouds were at horizons ready to invade, Time has come when spade is to be called spade, Memory remains very short and ready to fade, Father has so much dominating personality He is always there and knows for his humility This is one of the for most favored quality He too is known for his simplicity We look towards him for such solutions He may guide us with firm resolutions It is his great experience that may be useful It may serves us better as useful We may be moving in garden The mind may be occupied and worries may be laden He may still be there for us to guide He may always want us to confide Papa may remain kind and calm He may serve us better with no more harm He may remain neutral and very kind In him all the qualities we may find I held long breath and wept for while, Papa at home always used to smile, we may have to loose in times to come If he recovers from illness that will be welcome Papa used to suffer from long illness He always comforted us with his greatness I used to realize it very late I had some misgivings about him and tried to hate Today when I sit at restless condition It provides me with some ammunition I have no explanation to offer It is state of mind that I may suffer It has come to my mind very late It was certainly not our fate He continued to enjoy and fought with fate He can’t be lowered and down rated I still do relish and find you papa dear, you may have been feeling bitter by long many years You were towering strength and source of inspiration It has got direct bearing and fine relation I It may be unfair if we fail to pay grand tribute He has definitely played role and contributed What we are today is due to his firmness? We were relying heavily on his alertness

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