He skips his wants to provide for us more,
Smiling even when his heart is sore.
He instructs without talking much,
Lessons are concealed in every touch.
He keeps our hand through every fear,
Wipes away our tears and stays near.
He instructs strength with soft tone,
And makes us feel we aren't alone.
His arms are safe, his heart spacious,
A universe of love he holds inside.
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