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FATHER'S DAY

Cheers to that special man
Who set standards so high
Of whom I would always be a fan
Who cried when he saw me cry

An epitome of love and strength
Who never failed to be the role model
And taught to strive for infinite length
Who would always be on time without fail

The coolest of all times
The one who survived my stupidity
The partner of my naughty crimes
A live encyclopedia of homeland city
Who happens to be the special hero
Who knew everything
Before whom I would always be a zero
All my kingdoms belong to this king
The co-author of all my thought
The co-founder of my personality
For me,a billion battles he fought
A hidden mind of diversity
He is the one,the most unsung
The unnoticed and unpraised of all
Who developed a storytelling tongue
Someone who could never fall
Striving to be the most valuable asset
Sometimes like a guide's hand
Fighting troubles of any rate
Or simply just having my back.



A zillion thanks will surely fall short
For the golden heart so pure and loving
The funniest in the entire lot
For me,he learnt to sing
Wish I could conduct a test
To know which role he plays the best
Is it the Best Friend,Philosopher
Or the Guide and Teacher?
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