My dear daddy

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He drinks all the agony,
And every pain for me,
He is my dear daddy!

He hugs his suffering,
To see me beautifully growing,
How sacrificing is my daddy!

He ignores each of my blunder,
Why does he do that, I wonder,
How forgiving is my daddy!

And I know whenever I'll tumble,
He'll save me with his hands so humble,
How protective is my daddy!

However, he won't show so easily,
everything that he does for me,
I love my dear daddy!!!

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