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My Father

The one who holded my hand,
The one who taught me to walk on miles,
The one who loved me more than himself,
IT'S ALL THE LOVE OF MY FATHER.

The one who showed me the right path to move ahead,
The one who always dreamed for me,
The one who gave me confidence at that time when I became hopeless.
THAT'S ALL THE LOVE OF MY FATHER.

The one who lived for me,
The one who never cared of his wishes and willing for my good future,
The one who always protected me from this evil world.
IS MY FATHER.

The one who's scold I never minded,
The one who's order I never neglected,
The one who is everything for me..
IS MY FATHER.

The one who taught me how to live a life,
The one who gave me a hand of friendship when I was alone,
The one who taught me how to face this cruel world..
IS MY FATHER.

And at last I want to say ''I Love U Daddy''
Wish U a very HAPPY BIRTHDAY...and this poem dedicated to u :)

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