So many people walking through,walking by;waving hello,saying goodbye;
and never see each other.
However,your shadow of back got imprinted deep in my mind.
Every time coming with that smile ,going away with that regards.
With time elapsing,I can easily spot that innocent wrinkle--
bestowed and presented by your your devotion--sneaking in your face,
which I keep all my love for.
Something I need to say,
Something I am supposed to do,
Nevertheless,I just stood there watching your figure of back.
I am really,awfully afraid of your shadow,
shadow made of tears and sweats.
Gobs of time sent to you,
to let u take a rest,
I cross my fingers.
But,you firmly stand there,beaten by trails and tribulations.
Thanks,Dad.
