A father is a person,
his love and kindness toward family;
but; my mind on buds,
but he have place in my heart.
He can’t came to my best friend,
but, when things gone wrong
he suggests and defends us
deep in my heart, a father’s love
for listening and caring,
for bountiful and sharing
Now, alone in the darkness
lighting a candle
I am searching him
where he had gone
I love him…….still I love him
IP
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