Your Always be My Papa

                    Innocence smile, warm embrace, caring touch, tender love like a blooming rose in the winter, that how impossible it is for me to see and feel them again. It seems like hopeless night for another one. Another dawn.

                   I'm longing for my father's voice. I miss calling "Papa". I miss his oft-repeated advice when his drunk, "Ging, paningkamot intawn na makahuman  ka. Wala man koy katigayunan na ikabilin nimo, maong kini ra akong mahatag ngadto sa imo." All his ever dream for me was to be a successful person in the future.

                   How I wish he's here. Comfort me whenever I have a problem and make me laugh in his corny jokes. In that way, it made me feel better and let me forget my problem for a while.I miss all about him. I miss my Papa. How I'd love to see my father again.

                   If ever I could wish for one thing, I'll wish that God would send back my Papa. I know it can't be, yet I have nothing to do but to accept God's plan. Whatever happens, no one could replace him who shaped me for who I am today for 16 years that we've been together. For  this, I cannot be thankful enough.

                  My father is my inspiration now in achieving my dreams. I will keep him in my heart forever and he will always be my "Papa".

by: Jonalou Neiz