I Remember Poem by Mehta Hasmukh Amathaal

I was always in grip of fear
When saw the face of father
He was tough but not cruel
Always loved and addressed me well

Even in midnight
When he returned from duty at night
He will come to my bed
And show with love that he is dad

He was unique personality
Always showed class and quality
Even though with poor back ground
He was loved by all and pleasantly found

I saw him with curious eyes
He was in race with frantic try
He may do something new always
And find the honorable ways

He was never short of money
As he struggled to earn more daily
Spent or wasted no time unnecessarily
He was on move daily

I really remember
His part and gracious offer
When e used to say
"Never get afraid and run away"