Father: The Real Hero - Poem by Pathik Tank
I saw that man crying behind the doors, he was the one who soothed your sour,
he taught you how to eat, he bought for you delicious meat, today you r not letting him seat, I saw that man crying behind the doors....
He taught you how to walk, you are not ready to hear his talk,
He has turned nappies for you, has he turned dispensable for you?
I saw that man crying behind the doors........
He taught you how to catch the spoon, In your life he was your boon,
he taught you manners, through your difficulties he was your scanner,
I saw that man crying behind the doors.......
he holded you when you fell, he helped you when you fail,
through his life's last sail, why are you keeping him for sale?
I saw that man crying behind the doors..........
he made you man from a toddler, why are you not being his shoulder?
he taught you how to earn respect, you are insulting his self respect
I saw that man crying behind the doors............
through his last phase of own, make him proud of his own,
hardships faced for you, turn them happiness for him,
I saw that man crying behind the doors, He was the one who soothed your sour
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