Saturday, March 10, 2012

Para meu Pai


To the man that cares for me, as he always has. It's the feeling of just knowing he is there. The notion very baby girl has when she falls down for the first time, and he comes running to rescue you. We all have one, whether he is inactive or gone...but it's his laugh, his arms, his dirty boots that you can’t erase.
This is for you, you are more amazing each day, and the stories you say will be for more to come...

Apple picker,
fireman,
solider,
farmer, 
Never would have thought...
The life you’ve walked
It’s the charm, you arm without hesitation

Worker,
Father,
Husband,
His love is as tough as he is,
As long as forever
Gives everything, to cherish your smile

A language as different as he is, with a laugh to last forever..

To him, I owe
Something bigger
Something better

One day he will see me and find himself.


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