Dad... Paalam.... Madami k0ng gust0ng sabihin say0 pero di ko nagawa ng magkita tay0,wala ak0ng lakas ng lo0b para sabihin say0 na mahal kita...alam ko huli na at alam ko wala ng chance para mayakap kita,G0d kn0w's kung gan0 kahirap sakin na iwan ka sa gitna ng kalagayan m0 pero alam k0ng nauunawaan m0 yun. Sana an0 man pagkukulang ko bilang anak,mapatawad m0 at kung an0 man mga naging pagkukulang m0 matagal ko nang nakalimutan yun kase ama kita,at mahal kita,wala ak0ng ibang pinangarap kundi masabi ko say0 na mahal kita....
Patawad at di ko naibigay ang hiling m0,at sana naunawaan m0ng para rin yun sa kabutihan m0,san ka man ngay0n sana masaya ka na at kapiling m0 na si kuya at si ditse.
Paalam p0psie...
Paalam....
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Walang magulang na hindi kayang magpatawad ng anak, Sigurado Blue alam nya ang nararamdaman mo kahit hindi mo sabihin...
Sis condolence..tumawag ako kay Mutya, nalaman ko sa kanya.
Sure yun sis na naiintindihan ka ng Popsie mo kahit hindi mo sabihin.
Wish I am there, beside you..to hug you and offer my shoulder.
*tight hugs
Misalyn
@lordcm and misalyn,
Thanks sa pakikiramay...
nak, alam ko ang mga pinagdadanan mo at no words can ever comfort you at this moment, but be strong,you can talk to me anytime, i am your friend.just be strong.
i would like to share this poem to you......hope you like it.
He wasn't a hero,
Known by the world.
But a hero he was,
To his little girl.
My daddy was God,
Who knew all things.
And better than Santa,
With the gifts he'd bring.
I knew his voice,
Before I could speak.
And loved it when,
He would sing me to sleep.
He changed my diapers,
And sat up all night.
When my body was weak
And I'd put up a fight.
He'd come home late,
With not much to say.
And made us all kneel,
As he taught me to pray.
He taught me life's lessons,
Of right from wrong.
And instilled in me values,
That I might be strong.
And so through the years,
Like a hero he stood.
Working to give,
All that he could.
His presence was important,
And we loved to see him smile.
For no one in the world,
Could emulate his style.
And so dear Dad,
My best memory to recall.
Is the gift of your presence,
The greatest gift of all.
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