You walk with silence stitched in your steps,
A heart that holds more loss than sleep,
But oh, how strong your quiet has grown,
Much deeper than the world can see.
No lullaby kissed your weary night,
No hand reached out to calm your fear,
Yet still you rise with morning’s light,
Still you stay, still you persevere.
The word “orphan” doesn’t define you,
It only hints at what you’ve known.
You carry more than what you’ve lost,
You’ve shaped a life and made it your own.
You’re not just a voice without a face,
You breathe like fire behind the sound.
You’ve built a soul from shattered ground,
You wear your courage like a crown.
You laughed through pain that tried to break you,
You gave your heart though it bled tears,
You dreamed with scars across your chest,
A warrior far beyond your years.
You held yourself when no one stayed,
You wiped the rain and fought through storms.
You turned brokenness into bricks,
And built your hope where none was born.
The world missed the nights you cried alone,
The moments when you questioned worth.
But heaven etched your name in gold
Long before your feet touched earth.
You walk with strength that silence taught,
You bloom where no one thought you would.
You found your way with no one guiding,
Still, you chose to live and understood.
They may ask, “Why you?” in hushed regret,
But grief can’t steal your sacred place.
You rise with thunder in your chest,
And move with mercy, dressed in grace.
Let them call you orphan still,
You’ve lived the truth they’ll never know.
Even Jesus walked your path,
And turned that road to glory’s glow.
So stand with pride, unbowed, unbroken,
With eyes that saw too much to fall.
You don’t just bear your story’s weight,
You rise and carry us all.
Thank you for choosing to Be the best Father
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