F-athers don't always show their feelings, they're not
A-s demonstrative and warm as most mothers are...yet,
T-heir love is deep...beyond measure....it's amazing
H-ow they hold their weak moments, without a tear falling...they're
E-steemed...like a statesman of enduring greatness...silently,
R-apidly perceiving the needs of their children, their family...always
S-elfless, as mothers are....to FATHERS, family is their priority...
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A father is made of concrete, hard as stone...a bit creviced at times .......yet, always replete with pebbles of love...and warmth, especially when he nears the threshold of his home to his children, his heart is soft as satin ...in his home, he is the hearth...the wall ........the love for his family, ............a fire burning within him:::