When i need help,
my mind thinks of my dad.
he is a precious gift of god.
a person to admire in one's life.
he helps me and guides me in all ways whenever needed.
his strictness never hurt me as ,they are "words of wisdom".
but his angriness hurt me,and makes me feel unhappy.
i love to spend time with my father.
and on the eve of father's day i just want to say
"i love you dad"