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I remember Daddy.
I remember Daddy's feet
The feet that would walk on thorns for long miles to to make sure we were fed.
I remember Daddy's hand that would fold up in prayer for us
The hands that would wrap themselves around my tiny frame to show love .
I remember Daddy's shoulder ,broad and large as the whole world ,that was my favourite tower as a child.
I remember Daddy's Smile that would banish all tears
And my mum smiling back each time was the miracle of love.
I remember Daddy's large heart
Not what he gained but what he gave ,the heart that would give until in ran empty.
And an old irreligious man once told me ;If there is another world he will be in it ,if not he made the best of this. Weep not because he died but smile because he lived.
Written on fathers day to all who have lost their fathers to death
26/M/lives in Nairobi ,kenya.
(26/M/lives in Nairobi ,kenya.)
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