He said,  “Son, come here my dear”
I sat on his lap and he did my hair.
Father and son together
-Bonding.
After this, a walk,
hands holding.
He makes my smile
And he says I make his
I love dad
His love makes me walk
a mile after a mile.
I seek nothing more
When am Loved like this.
~End~

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