To a selfless Dad: A poem 

When you suffered and did not, even once, complain 

Lest your near and dear ones feel your pain 

You knew that success of life was in stoicism and strength 

In the altruism and charity, the way you went 

The mountains of large-heartedness that were shown 

Were priceless jewels from a kind-hearted soul 

For the joy of giving is in not expecting the returning 

In the ingratitude of others gracefully accepting 

For the true hero keeps the fires of his unacknowledged hearth churning 

Even as the thankless seasons of life bring him little or nothing 

The confidence of a leader is in this luminescent humility 

The virtue of greatness is in his unflinching sense of duty 

And the profound solidity of the earth is in its nurturing 

The brilliance of the sun is in its selfless burning 

You passed too early, as children we did not learn the lessons 

But your legacy indeed is worth every blessing