• thoughts_all_over 6w

    Holding my hand,
    To make me stand.
    Throwing away my fears,
    Holding back his tears.
    Teaching me how to walk,
    So that I don't stop, like a clock.
    He would not let me down,
    And entertain me like a clown.
    Securing me from my foe,
    From head to toe.
    He is my inspiration,
    Without any description.
    I am really glad,
    That he is my Dad.
    ~thoughts_all_over