We may call him old Or may be the one, Who always bore. But, When he hear voice of helicopter He still runs out Like a small excited child Keeping a childish heart inside He might say "Don't do stupid things" But when he start his bike He always says "Wow, what a smell" It awakens the child inside him His most cute side He might order sometimes And may be shout at times But he is the only one Who was standing beside you Who used to play with you Who took your hand When you had no friend He is my father But still, he steal sweets with me And we keep each other's secrets Still, he behaves like He is my best friend Keeping a cute lovely heart Inside his small world Yes, he is childish as me He acts cute like a child He still do childish things He is my best friend He is best father And I might say My father is a child (by heart)