Once upon a
time there was a big fat dad,
Full of love , immensely loved by you.
Addressing
him “edda acha “without any shame,
His world
changed when you were born.
With no
clue to function as a dad.
Sure MCP to the core, yet full of love for you
With countless friends and eventful life,
Eager to
chaperone you around.
All of a
sudden, failed business, no job,
Only debts
for company, and nothing to do.
Nothing was
deliberate , when fate changed overnight,
Quite young
at that point in time,
All doors
closed not knowing what to do
God opened a
door and we latched on,
Ready to
travel the seas, to be away from family,
As an
opportunity, to set right all that went wrong.
Meanwhile
seething anger, frustrations,
Accusations
, counter accusations
Never
imagining that it would
Take it’
toll on the growing, innocent you.
We thought
it was the only chance,
To set
everything right, with earnest hope,
That you may
grow, bloom and soar.
Looking back at ma and dad,
Through all
the differences,
There has
always been,
An
underlying unity in diversity.
As today
what we are, what we have,
Would never
have happened, had we broken apart.
We were, and are, and will always be,
Thankful to
God ,everyday of our lives
For all the
miracles, that happened in our lives.
It makes it
even better, when you choose to remember,
Tit bits of
your long gone days,
To make us
take a trip along memory lane,
To make our
days fun and happiness filled.
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