In the heart of a man,

Lies a world unknown

Where his deepest desires

And his dreams are sown

 

He walks with a purpose

And carries his weight

Through the highs and the lows

He keeps his steady gait

 

His eyes hold a story

Of battles won and lost

Of love and of laughter

And the ultimate cost

 

His hands are a testament

To the work he has done

From the sweat on his brow

To the calluses he's won

 

He may stumble and fall

But he always finds his feet

For he is a man

And he will not accept defeat

 

In his heart, there is courage

And a strength like no other

For he is a warrior

A father, a lover

 

He is a man of his word

And he stands by his creed

For he knows that his actions

Are all that he'll need

 

A man stands tall, so proud and strong,

With eyes that gleam and a heart that longs,

For the things that matter most in life,

The joys of family, love, and strife.

 

His hands are rough from years of toil,

Yet they hold a gentle touch that doesn't spoil,

His love for all those close to him,

His strength of character, never dim.

 

He walks with purpose, a steady stride,

Always ready for whatever may reside,

Around the corner, in the unknown,

His courage never dwindles or is overthrown.

 

His voice is deep, a calming sound,

With wisdom and experience that astound,

Those who listen to his every word,

His knowledge and insight, never blurred.

 

A man is more than flesh and bone,

He's a symbol of hope, a heart of stone,

He's a protector, provider, and friend,

A man stands strong, until the very end.

 

So here's to the man

Who walks with such pride

May his heart always guide him

And his soul never hide