I knew my dad was an angel.
Once, I saw him helping a poor man
I remembered the brightest smile in his face
opening his wallet; he gives small amount
That can feed more than a homeless.

He used to say,"the true pleasure
comes when you give others.
Those who are in need of."
yes dad, happiness should always be
shared with others through giving; I added.

I knew my dad was a hero,
He was just different kind of hero
Hero that spread love around him
And encourage other to live justly

He used to say,"when we spread love,
It brings peace and joy that will remove
The pain and hatred from our hearts."
Yes dad, love can heal everything I added.

I remembered everything about my dad
He was a leader, he was a dreamer
He was a teacher, he was a achiever
But mostly importantly he was human
A very genuine one.

-Prakash