His eyes, like ancient scrolls, hold tales untold,
Wisdom etched in lines, a legacy to behold.
He whispers secrets of life’s intricate dance,
Guiding us forward with each knowing glance.
When tempests rage and skies turn gray,
He stands unwavering, our shelter, our stay. His arms, a fortress against life’s gales,
An unwritten promise that never fails.
In laughter shared, memories spun,
He weaves a tapestry of moments, one by one.
His smile, a sunbeam breaking through clouds,
Paints joy on our hearts, where love enshrouds.
His sacrifices echo in silent chambers, Unseen, yet profound, like whispered prayers.
He gives without measure, his love unspoken,
A symphony of selflessness, unbroken.
©wasswa
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