he is the gentle warmth radiating through the room, making everyone feel at ease
he is the first light of the day, rising prior to all, leading the charge
he is the zephyr carrying the leaf away from its branch to explore the sights of the world before safely returning it to the soft grass
he is the toothsome waft of a homemade meal, freshly served with a parent's love
he is a child's sense of security, whether in the form of a toy, blanket, or himself, always protecting from the monsters under the bed
he is often unrecognized for his contributions, often pushed away for the arms of a mother
he is hardworking and flexible, ready to sacrifice what is needed to raise his own
he is the most loving and unselfish being in the world, offering everything, every fiber of his being, and expecting nothing in return
he is a privilege, which not everyone receives, and those who do are not appreciative until he must leave
he is the setting sun, almost always the first to disappear beyond the horizon, but never regretting his life before
he is a father.
- neeha
