Me, My own hostage
The dreams from my father
In volumes and effect
The lessons from my cradle
With cognitive and psycho-motor tags
Ingrained in my mind
Indelible from my heart
Indeed a pride to reap there in
Bearing my names
Beaming with wisdom
My beacon of hope
So I stand to admit my papa
You are one in a million
Your words, my command
Your actions, my path
Your advice, my solutions
Your legacy, my challenge
Your efforts, my strength
Your triumphs, my pride
Your dreams, my mission
That I will forever keep
Keep to measure up
Up to your level of achievement
That even in my wildest dreams
In solitude, in multitude
You will be my guiding star
The knight in shining armor
That I will never be, my own hostage
Jul 8, 2013
Jul 8, 2013 at 10:25 AM UTC
Me, My own hostage
The dreams from my father
In volumes and effect
The lessons from my cradle
With cognitive and psycho-motor tags
Ingrained in my mind
Indelible from my heart
Indeed a pride to reap there in
Bearing my names
Beaming with wisdom
My beacon of hope
So I stand to admit my papa
You are one in a million
Your words, my command
Your actions, my path
Your advice, my solutions
Your legacy, my challenge
Your efforts, my strength
Your triumphs, my pride
Your dreams, my mission
That I will forever keep
Keep to measure up
Up to your level of achievement
That even in my wildest dreams
In solitude, in multitude
You will be my guiding star
The knight in shining armor
That I will never be, my own hostage
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