Write a poem (no less than 10 lines) on my father's _ _ _ _.

Father's hand

Father's hand,

Generous and powerful,

It used to be my comfortable seat,

He can gently put me,

Hold it high

Father's hand,

Is my guarantee of safety,

He's not afraid of anything,

Even on the face,

Fierce jackal.

now

Or these hands,

He guided me firmly,

Move forward—

direction ...