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A special poem Dedicated to all Great Fathers
He is the silence that roars when the family needs a shield,
The warrior who goes to war with bills, burdens, and battles unarmed but unafraid
Every responsible father is an unsung strategist of survival
You are the Army General in civil clothes, the architect of our shelter and sanity
You fought invisible wars to give us visible peace
To every father who became everything so his family could become something,
Know this: we see you, we celebrate you, and we are because you were
He is not just a man; he is the atlas beneath the roof,
Bearing weights the world never sees nor softens.
He is the silence that roars when the family needs a shield,
The warrior who goes to war with bills, burdens, and battles unarmed but unafraid.
Some fathers become less of themselves so their children can become more than expected.
He turns hunger into harvest and scarcity into sufficiency,
Swallowing dreams just to serve destiny at the dinner table
To father is not merely to provide, but to become, become the peace, the pulse, the pillar.
He morphs into whatever is needed, driver, doctor, counselor, clown,
Sacrificing his own becoming for the sake of our becoming
Many fathers fade so their families can shine.
The world may not applaud, but his shoulders are the stages we danced into life.
To the father who stayed when it was easier to run,
To the one who rose even when life knocked him down seven times
He who raises a family with courage raises a generation with backbone.
Your battles were many, your praises too few, but your reward is eternal.
You are the Army General in civil clothes, the architect of our shelter and sanity.
Every responsible father is an unsung strategist of survival.
You fought invisible wars to give us visible peace.
Today, we salute your scars, we honor your sacrifice
Fathers don’t retire, they are redefined in the hearts of those they raised.
To every father who became everything so his family could become something,
Know this: we see you, we celebrate you, and we are because you were.
Gratitude is the anthem of children who truly understand the weight of fatherhood.
