Heard about many heroesBut knows only oneAs I grow
When life was hollowHe worked under the sunSo that we outgrow
When days were as cold as snowHard earned things he burnSo that harsh cold will low
Heard about many heroesBut knows only oneAs I grow
When mind gets exhausted and slowHe is the only oneWho teaches to be mellow
Best man’s title we want to bestowTo the only oneThat is my father you know?
Heard about many heroesBut knows only oneAs I grow
~Mehak Suman
India
It’s a pleasure to see my poem here!
Coming out on father’s day is something! Nice thoughts.
well, of course it is a proud moment for you to read your own poem on your dear dad.
it is a beautiful rendition of your thoughts and the manner in which you have expressed yourself does you proud
keep up your good work
congrats