He remembers my
name and my birthday,
He also blesses me
every day.
Eyes, ears, arms
and many more he give,
He always grants a
miracle which all of us receive.
I can see him with
my eyes close,
His face is so
beautiful just like a rose.
I know he’s always
with me,
That I don’t need
to count from one up to three.
I will always
thank him,
For I know he’ll never
leave me even in my dream.
And as he holds my
hand,
My mind is saying
that he will never be gone.
“Will you be my child?” he always says,
And I will answer
“I am truly your child everyday”
He is my father,
But I am not the
only one because all of us together,
We are his
children forever and ever.
And he will
whisper, “I love you my child”
Isn't it pleasant to hear?
