My Dad - My Ideal

Dad keeps our family on an even keel
And provides us with a good square meal
But never pretends to be genteel
That's why he is my ideal

Being a doctor in real
Everyone's pain he does heal
Cares for all down at heel
So he is my ideal

Sufferings he likes to conceal
The pain he would seal
To be like him is rather surreal
Still he is my ideal

To God and Dad I can appeal
And so to them only I kneel
But for dad I always feel
That he is my ideal

Rachana Khushal Visaria

Copyright ©2004 Rachana Khushal Visaria


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