
Source of light .... a beacon
In the midst of the dark side of the night
Along the vastness of the calm sea
A guidance to the lost ship of destiny
Alone .... in the hill of hope
A tower that leads the way
To the right path everyday.....

Sea waves cavorting in the sand
Flowers blooming like a singing band
Birds are free to fly and roaming around
Children sings with an innocent sound
I'm afraid to leave and die
I want to spend more of my precious time
My purpose in life is not yet finish
To be love and to be cherish
I live alone through my dreams
Wanting more to scream
To reach the pinacle of life
And utter the success of might
It comes out of my idle thinking
Where mankind are at peace and free of loving
Walking hand in hand, together celebrating
Creating one world of absolute bonding
Today, June 15 is Father's Day. I called my Father this morning to greet him and I was so lucky that he was there in our house to answer the phone. He was very happy then to hear my voice and I'm very glad about it. Honestly, I was not closed to my father as what I used to be with my mother. But as years passed by, my longing for him begins to be intense. There is a deep emotion from me that I want to share it with him. Maybe because I had not shown him any affection whatsoever when we were together when I'm in the Philippines. There are times my father and I had differences and arguments. I believed thats a normal process between a father and son relationship. I had realized that I'm lucky that my father is still alive giving me a very good reason to stay strong in the midst of my own life in Saudi Arabia. He is there to adviced me to take care of myself, to remind me to thank God for all the blessings his giving me and remind me to pray at all times and be patient in life. After all, my father is still my father no matter what. He is the foundation of our family and he is the provider of our needs during our younger years. He might not be a perfect father, but I considered him the best I've ever got. I missed him so much.When I was young, we used to hop and play
Every Sunday you bring us to church and pray
We eat at a kiosk with lots of food on the tray
Till we end up full and tired, then sleep all day.
Father, you will always be in my heart
Like my mother you are a special person on earth
I will take care of you until your last breathe
I will give you my time to catch up our lost bonding
You will never regret your life because its enduring.
Father, I wish you well
Take care of yourself and always be agile
I know your an athletic person up to this day
Who constantly walk and run in every way
Father, take good of yourself ... and always take care!