FATHER - My eternal serve!

In sternness, of
Thy narrow lips
Love pours in

Potter's gentle pat
Spread magic, on
The mould's prat

Movement circular
Discipline circumference
In bounty of thy grace

Glittering Vase
Procured coolness
 In ambiance divine

O, My Father!
Muted words ooze
In all thy respect

Never inflicted
Any touch of pain
In memory, I gained

No distance
In country distant
Was the fair afar

No sweets
Escaped my lips
In my earned love

Whole day long
Thy flutter toil, chirp
To make ends meet

O, My Father!
Out reach thy age
In my eternal serve!!