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In USA, Malaysia , Singapore and many countries,
It is Fathers' day.
Some remember their deceased Dad.
Most celebrate their Dads and husbands.
As a bereaved mum,
I remember a group of Fathers,
And yet not recognised as Fathers.
I honour these bereaved Dads.
They are like these trees,
Outwardly, they are tall and strong.
Inside, there is pain.
Pain hidden to most.
men taught not to cry.
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