Happy birthday Papa
Papa…
Sometimes I think about all the things you’ve done for me—
the late nights, the early mornings,
the quiet worries you never said out loud.
You carried so much on your shoulders
just so mine could feel light.
You hid your pain
so I could grow without fear.
You loved me in a thousand little ways—
in the way you checked if I ate,
in the way you waited for me to reach home,
in the way you pretended you weren’t tired
so I wouldn’t feel guilty.
And today, on your birthday,
my heart feels full
because I know I could search the whole world
and never find a love as steady,
as selfless, as honest as yours.
I pray life gives you the peace
you always postponed,
the joy you always put second,
and the rest you always denied yourself.
Happy Birthday, Papa.
If I am anything good today,
it’s because you loved me long before I knew how to say thank you. ❤
-Sonu
Sometimes I think about all the things you’ve done for me—
the late nights, the early mornings,
the quiet worries you never said out loud.
You carried so much on your shoulders
just so mine could feel light.
You hid your pain
so I could grow without fear.
You loved me in a thousand little ways—
in the way you checked if I ate,
in the way you waited for me to reach home,
in the way you pretended you weren’t tired
so I wouldn’t feel guilty.
And today, on your birthday,
my heart feels full
because I know I could search the whole world
and never find a love as steady,
as selfless, as honest as yours.
I pray life gives you the peace
you always postponed,
the joy you always put second,
and the rest you always denied yourself.
Happy Birthday, Papa.
If I am anything good today,
it’s because you loved me long before I knew how to say thank you. ❤
-Sonu
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