In my father's hands ( my poetry and painting)
It is his hand that feeds me through the years
The hand that support my needs
its is his hand that carry me when im down
It is the hand that comfort me when im lonely
the hand that congratulate in my success
I remember he told me "I love you son and be a good father to your children"
I never thought those hands will leave me
Now that he is in heaven how I wish he could hear me
How i wish he could touch me even in dreams
How i wish he could wipe my tears
How i wish he can feel my love and care
If only I'll be given a chance to see him
I will hold his hands tight and say
"Papa dont leave me again"
What a beautiful painting! And such a heart-felt poem, too. You did great! :)
that painting was my school project way back then and that describes him!thank you @odessang.
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Nice job carry on... the painting is so beautifull...thanks for shre with us @juichi (43)
thank you.