Roots of a Hero

Standing tall, roots deep in the ground,

A hero unseen, but always around.

Dad is the head of the home, the one who held us tight,

Guiding through the years, through every joy and fight.

With strong arms, he shielded us when we were just small,

A fortress of love, he answered every call.

Taught us how to fish, how to catch our dreams,

Played ball in the yard, in the sunlight’s gleam.

He showed us strength when things went wrong,

Reminding us where we belong.

Dad is the oak, standing proud and free,

The base that keeps us whole, the root of our family.

His love, our shelter, his wisdom our guide,

With him by our side, we stride with pride.

He worked hard each day, built a life for us to thrive,

A beacon of hope, keeping hope alive.

In his shadow, we grow, becoming all we're meant to be,

A symbol of love, strength, and dignity.

Like an oak against storms, unyielding and strong,

Dad, you’re our hero, our lifelong song.

Forever grateful, we stand tall and true,

Because of what you are, and all that you do.