Appa, its Father's Day!

Each day, each moment of my life
Not only given by you, but
Cared and sculpted by you
What is the pride of a sculpture
Without the perfection of its sculptor?

I would have remained a rock
I would have scattered into pieces
I would have been covered in soil
But for you, My Dear Dad!
I am a fine sculpture!

I love you each day of my life
I am grateful each day of my life
So why this Fathers day?
I shouldn't miss
While the whole world thanks
And celebrates Fathers Day!
So I too scribble something
Each letter soaked with gratitude
And Love too!
Happy Fathers Day!
--Pradhi