My Father - Poem by Ajay Srivastava
My father is unique men in the world.
I do not have word to say thanks for giving me precious life.
His direction, his teaching & his love is always source of motivation in my life.
He fought for me & he is like a shield for every evil.
He is a man of principle
I simply follow his principle to honor him in true spirit.
I want to say my father is my real Hero.
My father always remain in my soul.
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