Monday, May 26, 2014

Dear Dad

Dear Dad

I will be there
Right beside  you
To hold your hand
When you are cannot walk
When your knees bend down
Because it cannot hold you up
When your hands shake and shiver
When you cannot get a firm hold
Old age causing you miseries untold
When every little thing
Slips down  from your grip
When you cannot hold a spoon
Shovel food in your mouth
When you cannot eat
Without food spilling down
When you cannot see clearly
Your eyes blinding you
When you cannot do
All the things that you used to
When old age pulls you down
You are tired old and weak
Be assured 
Dear dad
I will always be there
To hold your hand
To take care
I Love You Dad

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