Footsteps of My Father
I follow in the footsteps of my father,
A man of honor, wisdom, and grace,
His legacy, a lasting reminder,
Of love, kindness, and faith.
With every step, I hear his voice,
Echoes of his wisdom and his choice,
He taught me to be brave and bold,
To never give up, no matter how old.
As a child, I watched him work,
Tirelessly, his hands never stopped their murk,
I saw his sweat and his toil,
But I also saw his joy and his smile.
His love, a well that never ran dry,
A beacon that had the power to pacify,
A...
A man of honor, wisdom, and grace,
His legacy, a lasting reminder,
Of love, kindness, and faith.
With every step, I hear his voice,
Echoes of his wisdom and his choice,
He taught me to be brave and bold,
To never give up, no matter how old.
As a child, I watched him work,
Tirelessly, his hands never stopped their murk,
I saw his sweat and his toil,
But I also saw his joy and his smile.
His love, a well that never ran dry,
A beacon that had the power to pacify,
A...