Dear my father

I kiss your chapped hands that smoothed the  path  of uneven  life.

I hide your blessing prayers between my  ribs

to make me glow within like a firefly when lost in a dark night.

Your  teach me

to honor man .

From your courage,

I Learned that   a man

is a token of strength.

from your gentle fears,

I learnt that a man

is a fount of   love.

I  bow in respect to you, father.

And I  kneel down on my knees

to thank Allah for blessing me

with such a priceless gift

the gift of being a daughter

of an  amazing father.

Written by arabian roses

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