There was a man who was so strong br He had the strength which no one had. br When I use to cry br he was there to wipe my tears br When I use to smile br he was there to share. br By profession, he was a policeman br So hard working and a true Gentleman. br As a father, he gave us everything br love, affection and understanding br By chance his marriage anniversary br coincided with my birth date. br Any delay in celebration I used to hate br there used to be a huge party br Everybody used to be hail and hearty br My thoughts my feelings br how easily he used to understand. br Then came a day when he was no more br My father, dear father, he was no more br He was not there to wipe my tears br He was not there to celebrate my birthday br He left a vacuum which no one can fill br But still I can feel the touch of his hand, br the smile on his face. br The way he used to kiss me on my forehead br and wished me a happy b’day br Today when everybody is crying in his memory br and my b’day celebrations has changed into a gloomy day br His memory is the only solace br I can feel him by my side br loving, caring and wishing me a happy birthday.