There seemed to be a loving little prayer
In their voices, even when they called him ‘Dad.’
Though the man was never heard of anywhere,
As a hero, yet somehow understood
He was doing well his part and making good;
And you knew it, by the way his children had
Of saying ‘Father,
Even though he is not around anymore
I know I will always be his lil girl
I’ll remember that walk I took with you
And always wish it could have been longer.
Beautiful and touching.
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Means a lot to me, thank you 😃😄🌸
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Moved by this poem. Beautiful lines.
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aww thank you dear 😍❤️❤️
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A great tribute to a good father!
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Yes, kind of personal too 🙂 🙂
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❤️
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😍❤️🌸
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Heart touching post
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Thank you, showed another side of a father 😞😞
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A difficult one and sad !! Touched my heart straight
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aww ❤ ❤ ❤
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Touching!
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Thank you for reading this one Savita 😊🙏🙏
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Heart touching. 💙
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Yes it was Pratibha, just showed another side of a father 😊🙏
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Touching ❤️
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Thank you pal 😊🙏🙏
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Good one!
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Thank you for reading the one Abhay 😊😊
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