Raji Krishnan My dad was not a good dresser He was never trimmed and neat With simple clothes and footwear just to protect him from the heat.
He never spent lavishly Nor drove a sparkling car He never took any vacations and never went any far.
He worked for long hours To make a good pay. And even if he's sick or tired He went to work each day
He was well versed in English and the arts And wisdom is something That he constantly imparts.
He was a simple man And for riches he didn't thirst. He loved his family And to him his family was first. He had six kids – yes he did! He inculcated in them a true sense of right and wrong and he often taught them on how to be strong! He never had much money and his life was never a show He still is the richest man That humanity will ever know!
4 comments
this is so sweet i love it 😀
aww bless nice 🙂
i love this poem, it is so sweet and it made me want to cry, my dad was neither of them things that got mentioned but i still love him, and he is still my dad.! <3 :') xx
vry heart touching!