My Father
My father a rare gem
He is always there for me
His chest was my pillow
He starved for me to eat
A burden bearer
He cares
A life giver
A listening father
He encouraged me to read
He encouraged me to write
My best was his concern
My hero
He didn't spare the rod of correction
His love knew no bounds
My sickness was his sickness
My pains was his pains
He was my pillar
My comfort
My succour
There are fathers but he was a rare gem
A precious gem I could not afford
A blessing from the Creator.
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