A father's love, rising like mercury,
From the roots that hold him firm.
His long tall trunk, thick with nutrients,
Offering shade to those who need it.
His extended branches,
Waiting for an open embrace.
His brittle leaves that fall,
Providing a weekend of fun for the children below.
Oh, how he watches the children growing old.
With the new green buds arising after a long autumn,
Brings out the beauty for the passers bye to gaze.
With every year returning, he is becomming older.
But with age come wisdom, and the new year takes on,
A father's love.
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