Ancient poems for dad on Father's Day

When I was a child, my father loved me on my shoulder.

This is the highest place where I stand.

This is the farthest I have ever traveled.

When you grow up.

Father likes his eyebrows.

In front of the certificate is an extension.

This is a wrinkle in the middle of the night.

We'll talk about it later.

Father's love is in my heart.

This is a silent figure before a long journey.

This is the last silence on the phone.

Now

Fatherly love is just around the corner.

This is out of gratitude.

This is a blessing sent in a word.