Home Sweet Home

Printed the poem out fresh from the web and showed it to mom yesterday. She was pleased as a pie but was puzzled over the comments on the side.

"Your readers having problems with hairy legs, ah?" she asked.

I just brushed it aside with, "Those are just comments lar. Mere trivialities. The poem is the main dish."

She wasn't wearing reading glasses then so I read it out loud to her. When it came to this part - 'Your love for mom is as strong as the day you wed', she actually blushed rosily.

"And how did you know that?" she asked.

"Mom, kids know about things like that. And it's true, right?" I said with a knowing and matured look.

She nodded and smiled prettily.

Heh.

Anyway, I began today by wishing dad a happy father's day before going to church. When I returned, mom happily told me that he was so pleased with the poem that he had it filed among his most precious documents.

Wah.

But hor, that means that those comments are also immortalised forever. Hehehe

This poem is waaay overdue and it probably won't win any prizes. But dad, this one's for you...



Growing up I was no angel
Must have given you gray hairs 'cos I tend to rebel
But over the years, your wisdom shines through
And I learned that it (sometimes!) pays to listen to you

On the home front, you are our protector
Defender and faithful provider
No matter how tough times can be
You never let us kids have a day of worry

Your love for mom is as strong as the day you wed
You never strayed, gambled nor got into debt
Even to this day, you made sure we are all okay
And we know that you are always a call away

So, I guess I just wanted to say
In my own quirky time and way
A message that comes from my heart so true
That I cannot wish for a better father than you.

I love you.

Happy Father's Day.