the man that we called dad..

he never looked for praises,
he was never one to boast.
he just went on quietly working
for the one he loved the most.

his dream were seldom spoken,
his wants were very few
and most of the times
his worries went unspoken too

he was there.. a firm foundation,
through all our storms of life,
a sturdy hand to hold onto,
in times of stress and strife.

a true friend we could turn to,
when times were good or bad,
one of our greatest blessings,
the man that we called dad.