While the little son
climbs up the ladder
in sheer joy of act,
Father envisions
Son’s glory on the horizon.
Son’s foot slips,
Father closes his eyes,
fighting not to think of
Son’s misfortune.
Son tumbles down,
Father’s heart skips
a beat or two. He mutters,
My son, you can be
whatever
makes your life easier.
©by Byung A. Fallgren
That is just how it is
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Here in the UK it will be Father’s Day this coming Sunday. A perfectly timed and perfectly worded piece 🙂
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Thank you so much for like.
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Thank you, Derrick. 😊
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Beautiful and true lines!
I nominated you for the Mystery Blogger Award.
https://inaloveworld.wordpress.com/2018/06/19/mystery-blogger-award-2/
All the best, Manuela.
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Thank you so much for like and the nomination. I’m afraid I can’t fill out all the questions and follow the rules right away but I’ll accept the nomination if that’s okay.
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Feel free to do whatever you like! It is a voluntary matter. Thank you for your comment.
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This is precious!
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Thank you so much.
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