The never ending storge

The King. The Lion. The greatest hero. He is wonderfully made, the kind that all and sundry wish for. I got that, am lucky arent I? The many things he has done all the times, he really cares. The kind acts, the presence, the love and the everlasting support he gives me cannot be explained. I would, maybe describe with the finest words from Oxford Advanced Dictionary, but words will never be enough.

As helpless as I was, in the early days of the past twenty years, he held me high, boasted around for the baby girl, his pride, showered all good gifts and a great name of his own, his mother. It indeed takes a special person to be a dad, all can be fathers! Even though I may not say I appreciate all that he does,richly blessed is how I feel having a father just like him. He means the world to me, only a heart as dear as his, will give so unselfishly. The father I got, is an angel admist fathers, heaven sent.

His storge is pure and true, I pray that God always blesses the things he does. I understand his ways, am obliged to follow. Obedience is what I pay, though I find it very hollow. I got to pay him something solid, but I dont think it may pay all he has done. He likes it when we all study, a bright future he wants for us. I can see it in his eyes when I pass, the energy can be felt of his pride. I will never get tired of making my dad proud. His support never goes to waste, he stands tall when we do something great. A slight service to the community as the society is family. I get him very well. His generosity is another, open hearted and kind and I guess thats where his famosity came from.

He doesnt own palaces nor does he own fleets, but it takes a kind heart to give, not wealth. Kindness is the new intelligence he says. And yeah, very true. I learn alot from him. The morals he was taught never went to waste. Time after time, and here we are!

The thunderous voice you hear when you do wrong, following the leather belt. Its painful if am to say, but if it costs good behaviour, then let it be. He is very strict. The protection I get as a daughter is wholesome. Curfews intact and times kept. He got principles, and what he says is word! When a lion roares, all remain silent.

I cant utter a million thanks, they will never be enough, but I LOVE you so much DAD. The best gift I ever had. Praying for good health for you, all what is of good shall come to you, nothing except good for my first love, My Father.

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Her big beateous eyes
With brightness at sight
Such passionate warmth in them
That makes instant love.

There is magic in them
That you cant resist piercing into
The wideness is so noticed
That you get lost within.

Her sweetness and beauty
Can all be potrayed
The fire in it
Consumes and finishes you to ashes.

They are just eyes
Small and move alot
So what of the whole her?
Lets go with the flow.

Her calm valour is so fine
All men wonder, "When will she be mine?"
Hope she gets her type
Though difficult to find
The emperor is waiting for the right time.

The wide smile and glittery lips
The soft touch and rosy cheeks
Uh la la!
Was she made at dawn?

Am lucky as an ally
But not as lucky as her babies
Genes on point if am to say
Pretty could be her name, but she got a better one.

Her beauty is not only in eyes and looks
Largely extends to her great personality
Open hearted and kind
If she is not a gewel, she is a gem.

They say a lady is beauty and brains
Sharp and resolute features her most
A staunch economist if am to say
She got the all. RIO.

Life got its ways, hearts got its aches.

Align yourself with people you can learn from, people who want more out of life, people who are stretching and searching and seeking some higher ground in life. Those are the people to surround yourself with, your achetes, your confidants and ever supportive companions. Achieving mindfulness during your daily activities will reveal great rewards, even in the mundane of tasks. To go through these, company gives it the all, precisely, nice company. Just a nice one. You dont need an excellent one, we all got flaws and imperfections, we are all prone to do wrong and be on the wrong but highest form of humanity gets to those who wrong and go back with some thirst to be forgiven. Those are the kind of people who achieve greatness from simplicity, who become role models from small touchy actions they do. The idols we admire.

Of the treasured days, are those spent well, spent with caution that everyone hurts as you do, all got a flesh heart as yours, none is made of stone neither are they made of metal. Their hearts beat the normal as yours beat. No one misses a systole. Yet we still find it normal to hurt others, take advantage of others and be careless of our actions yet at the immediate back of our minds, we know what we did was wrong. Of strong advantage taken that the devil pushed us. The devil did it all. I did not want things this way, all happened but not under my will. How I wish I would see the devil myself. The hunter would have been the hunted. But does he even exist? Is he literal? Or that is a gateaway to get us through our misdeeds. The most ugly of persons are ourselves. The ones full of pride, full of hatred and hurt to the others. We never consider what others may be feeling, even after much sacrifice to us. Some of who may jump oceans for us, love us, be there on all seasons for support and backup. But does it matter to us? These are the ones we hurt most. The closest ones. Relationships break, divorces happen, times change, we still remain who we are. What goes around comes around, and as it gets back to us, we actually forget what we had done to others. Then now its not the devil to be blamed, its bad luck or rather tough luck. It always sucks to be us if this is what we go through, the viscious circle will never end. Its started I guess.

Do for others what you would like others to do for you. Dont make someone feel less than human on times they need you the most. Forgive and seek to be forgiven. No one came with a manual. We all learn through mistakes, through peoples mistakes and how they can be corrected. The best of us forgives, loves, lives and keeps less of pride and more of goodwill. He will never go wrong.