Heard about many heroes
But knows only one As I growWhen life was hollow
He worked under the sun So that we outgrowWhen days were as cold as snow
Hard earned things he burn So that harsh cold will lowHeard about many heroes
But knows only one As I growWhen mind gets exhausted and slow
He is the only one Who teaches to be mellowBest man’s title we want to bestow
To the only one That is my father you know?Heard about many heroes
But knows only one As 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