My Dad. Poem by Arfa Kalera

A gentleman to me is my dad,
He never lets me to become sad.
Never angry he grows to me,
Always he listens to my plea.
He has a big mind, a big heart,
I never found a man of his sort.
He dazzles in mind like a star,
And throws light near and far.
He does no mischief to my mom,
He respects, loves jack and tom.
He is a man of graceful mood,
Sustains us well with lawful food.
I love my father from the core,
He is a man of God, I'm sure.