Every time we talk about mother but father is just a hidden champ in every amazing moment. Every time we talk about mother but father is just a hidden champ in every amazi...

It blew out your flame , leaving me behind lame... It blew out your flame , leaving me behind lame...

O !my beautiful sweet heart. O !my beautiful sweet heart.

A bliss it was for you too ! A bliss it was for you too !

He is my dad who I love the most.. He is my dad who I love the most..

This poem is dedicated to thank you dad... This poem is dedicated to thank you dad...