A Father’s Love; a poem
by Shaky Shergill
Not always shown but ever present
A father’s love.
Wrestled to the ground by a growing son
A father’s love
Tickling and laughing
A father’s love
Smiling and encouraging
A father’s love
Orders to do homework
A father’s love
Shouting to clear your room
A father’s love
Thinking about your future
A father’s love
Holding you close and kissing your forehead
A father’s love
Stepping back so you can follow your own path
A father’s love
Born in Punjab, NW India now living in London, England. Learning to be a poet, learning to be a writer. enjoying being a father, enjoying being a friend. Visit www.poetwarrior.org.uk for more of my writing.
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