Fathers- our pillars

Yet another day 

Full of hustle, rush and anxiety

He's still searching a way

To make things work as per the society 

Minor to major

Decisions are to be made every moment

A battle midst his head and heart

Whom should he favour? 

Despite all his endless efforts

Situations run out of control

People say a thousand words

Stress starts to take a toll 

He longs to see his loved ones faces

To talk to someone and be understood

A silent smile is what he traces 

His own is lost in the woods 

His presence is enough to keep us calm

But now we need to be his balm

All his life he has worked selflessly

It's our turn to embrace him lovingly