3/22/2017

dear father


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DEAR FATHER




YOU AND ME WERE NOT SO CLOSE


YOU ALWAYS NASTY AND CRUEL TO ME


I LATER LEARN IN LJFE CRUEL TO BE KIND


YOU ALWAYS GIVE ME LESSON, ADVISE AND 
TALKING IN RIDDLES WORDS I NEVER PUT TO 
THOUGHT OR MADE SENCE I COULD NOT 
UNDERSTAND [JUNPING THE GUN. KILLING 
TO BIRDS WITH ONE STONE , TIT FOR TAT 
AND I MUST STOP READING PAGE 13 I AM 
FULL OF POPYE TRICKS


YOU AND ME DON’T SHARE A LOT OF 
MEMORIES BUT I CAN REMEMBER WAIKING 
ON BACK WHEN I WAS YOUNG,CLEANING 
AND PLANTING GARDEN AND PRESSING 
YOUR FEET


YOU LIKE CATCHING FISH THAT WAS NOT MY 
STYLE BUT I DID LIKE CAMPING


YOU TAUGHT ME A THING OR TWO OF YOUR 
WORK THAT I USE TODAY
WHEN YOU GOT SICK IN YOUR FIRST BED 
SICK AND LAYING IN HOSPITAL I TOOK A TAXI 
TO VIST YOU TO AN AREA THAT WAS 
UNKNOWN TO ME


WHEN YOUR NIERCE RUSHED INTO THE 
ROOM ,TOLD ME AND BROUGHT ME A GLASS 
SUGAR WATER LATE THE NIGHT THAT YOU 
HAS PASSED AWAY “I KNEW IT”
FROM THAT MOMENT ON I KNEW I WAS AN 
ORPHAN


TO MY PARENTS I HELP BEARY MAY THE 
CREATOR ALLAH HAVE MERCY ON YOU AND 
ACCEPT YOUR DEEDS AND EFFORTS RIP


  PENNY WISE POUND FOOLISH


BUT KNOW THIS
IN SOME OF MY BLOG POST “ BEK WERK 
“APPEARS IT IS SOME OF MY FATHER WORDS