Words from my heart
.... for my loving dad
I will never know the innumerable times you held me high, to make me gaze into the wonderful sky; to see the twinkle in my eye.
I will never know the innumerable times, your hands pray that I be born as your daughter
I will never know the innumerable times, you made me call ' Father'
I see your hands when you raise to bid me goodbye, how tired are they for raising me up.
You cherished me in my darkest moments and your tired hands comforted me
This place in my heart loves you, and I am proud to hear you say ...
"My daughter call me, My Father“…