My father is a happy person.
From a family of amiable parents--an endless supply of love since childhood--he is truly loved. He always reveals to us that he is happy and contented.
Whatever he does he tries his best and enjoys it. He's successful at work, a good tennis player, a backpacker traveller, a father, a husband, a man. You sense his quiet passion in his ways of life. He may be reserved, he may not tell you in a poem about the beauty of some seaside, but he remembers delicate details and you're usually moved by how gentle and subtle he can be.
He is also a good friend, he forgives those who take advantage of him, he is independent, well, dependent only on my mother maybe, but he lets others rely on him. Reliable.
He is the man with a beautiful soul. Generous, kind-hearted, devoted, truthful, open-minded...
Happy birthday to my father.