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my father

Whenever I am sad,
I remember my dad,
He gives me courage,
Which is of great advantage,
Which you get in chilhood,
Which you remember till adulthood.
Whether you become a doctor,
Or you become a boxer,
You will first think of your father
Your great father.

Life without a father is dull,
As farm without a farmer,
Garden without a gardener,
Life without God,
And day without sun.

When I am in difficulty,
I remember my father,
I hear his voice,
His same voice,
Which I had heard year's ago,
And Now I am abroad,
Spending my life with my family,
I rarely phone him,
His voice gives me inspiration,
It gives me courage,
I feel as if I've got the power,
I feel I can stand and face difficuty,
Its true.

When I sit in my room,
In sad or vacant mood,
I se my father's face,
A smilling face,
I hear my father's voice,
As if he is saying -
"Be bold and courageous,
Be happy and gay,
Enjoy every fruit of life,
As human life is precious,
Never be afraid of anything.
Do good and cast it into the river,
Your life will be the happiest."
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