To the fathers

Written on

To the fathers

born on the day

Their children entered the world.

To the fathers

Spending every waking hour

Toiling and planning, saving and spending

To present their children better futures

Than their own pasts.

To the fathers

Shunning stifling norms,

Teaching boys to be kind

And moulding wings for

Their little girls to fly

To the fathers

Who are there,

At each and every step,

arms outstretched,

So when you fall,

you don’t hit the ground.

To the fathers

Worn and torn,

Unable to take another step

But willing to bleed a little more

For a smile on their little one’s face.

To the fathers

Guiding and leading

Cheering and lifting

Cracking bad dad jokes and

Showing the ways of the world

In the same breath.

To the super dads

And the ones out of breath,

Dizzy and drenched in sweat.

Thank you.

Your blood, sweat, and tears are not going unnoticed.

Your drive to provide and protect is not going unnoticed.

Your deep love is not going unnoticed.

You are seen.

You are loved.

You are cherished.

And you mean the world to us.

Love,

All the daddy’s little girls and boys.


While the women in my life played a big role in making me who I am today (not saying I am a big deal!) It’s my father who played one of the most central roles in my growth and development. The one who raised me to be strong against all odds. The one who pushed me even when I resisted, because he is the biggest believer in my potential. The one person who will give me honest feedback (that I reluctantly take) to keep me grounded. I can’t thank God enough for blessing me with such an amazing father. This poem is for him and the millions of other unsung heroes inside dad suits. They don’t get enough appreciation for what they do.

Nazreen Fazal

Nazreen Fazal

Writer, Wife, Mother, Indian, Muslim. So many labels, one me. I write, I rant, I ramble in order to make sense of everything happening around. Join me on this journey as I share snippets of my life, going about work, my parenting wins and fails, and the murky waters that's long distance marriage.

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