The stage was set, the stage was clear
A masterpiece, of conquered fear
Of scripted words, was it sincere?
But nonetheless, our worlds were near

You were speaking, and I came late
This recipe of yours, I ate
It cooked the tale of bitter fate
Of Love's vices and hearts that break.

And after all, it's said and done
Your repertoire was still unsung
The curtains fall, roll on snare drum
You lit my world of Mardy ***.

In need of a heart
of any kind
a beautiful heart
never broken before

In need of a heart
neither old nor wise
naive, like mine once was
until it aged with time

In need of a heart
bursting to the size
with love and laughter
not shriveled with tears

In need of a heart
filled with dreams not reality
brimming with ambition
to make the world a better place

In need of a heart
any heart at all
to replace this heart
that knows only emptiness

The small gestures of patting my head and shuffling my hair

The small touch when we do high fives as a sign of greeting

The small bonding times when we watch your favorite noon time show and laugh together

The small and random compliments that you say like how I am pretty because I look like you

The small and really corny jokes that you tell but I still laugh at them

The small pranks of copying what I do and say like how kids do

The small act of noticing really subtle changes in me on how I got fatter or have a fairer complexion

The small reminders if I brought my umbrella and to take care as I went to school

The small talks when you ask "how are you?" everytime I got home from school

The small acts of waking me up in the morning and cooking my food

The small things like still calling me "cutiepie" and "Patskie" even I'm already turning 20

The small acts
that shows your great love
The small things
but are the sweetest ones
You are the man with few words
But you never fail to show
your abundant love
In small gestures,
in small acts,
in small things
And for me it contributes the biggest on how proud I am
of the greatest dad I have