To the fathers,
the blunt and firm friends
The ones who know
the proper way the nation should be run
The master that knows
what should be done next
He fixes the trust, ends the brawl
and above all, loves unconditionally
He never looks for praises
even though he sometimes boast about himself
He works hard quietly
and his dreams are seldom spoken
His wants are little
so are his worries
or maybe he barely expresses them
As everyone expects a man to be strong always
He is a firm foundation,
the refuge to hide in
when the storms of life hit hard
And in time of strife
he is there - a sturdy hand to hold onto
We do not realise it,
but he is our greatest blessing
A silent hero, a valiant general
Who we often don't sing the praise of.
Thank you for your time.
My pen doesn't bleed, it speaks, with speed and ease.
Still me,
My tongue is like the pen of a ready writer.
Olawalium; (Love's chemical content, in human form). Take a dose today: doctor's order.
Beautiful words and beautiful photo, the girl looks so comfortable in your arms, she is so tender, I congratulate you, she is very beautiful, you look happy, there is no doubt that you are a loving father.
Happy day
Thank you so much. Your words warm me. God bless your heart.
You know the place of father are sometimes underrated. Fathers are pillars, though most times it looks like they hard, not easy going and do not emotionally connect with there children. But truth be told fathers are everything
I agree with you.