He laid principles in me
Besides this i have peace
I respect him from deep-within
Not only because he loved me.
Easy-going with standard conscience
Ever-ready to avert violence
Oh! what a rare talent
In a mind business.
Homage i pay from the nadir
For while I in the nascent
He gave me a naevus
Different from common nomenclature.
Now, not only a father
But, a mentor-futher
His demeanour, an extinguisher
Towards all the back-biters.
His principles i hold on to
For this will lead me through
Thus, homage i pay again:
To father, a 'magnanimous cachet'.
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