The heart of a father bleeds inside
each time his child is hurt,
Every little scratch or minor bruise
is felt by child, and by father.
The scars left behind by these wounds
show on the child's skin,
While the wounds go much deeper
than just the surface for the father.

The hearts of a father sheds tears
to match those of his child,
Sorrow fills his heart
when a child of his cries.
Anguish and pain flash through him
to see his child sad or in pain,
All he can do is struggle on
and be brave and strong.
The heart of a father holds endless love
and all the patience in the world,
For all the lil tricks and games
that a child will pull and play.
Many are the smiles and laughs
that he can openly share,
For the heart os a father shows it all
from grief to joy, to love.