The Beautiful Fragrance of My Father's Breath

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Her unmatched beauty the whole world crave.
Ageing sets in and all suitors are gone.
With its petals off, the appealing rose will deing sometimes to look.
The nectar-suckers will take not a look.
And its beautiful fragrance will soar with the wind.
Such is this life; you have to be careful MY SON!


When the murky clouds gather in the sky.
Turning the day into a darkened hue.
And the rain’s anger is manifested in the rattling roofs.
Always be conscious of the unsheltered folks left on the streets.
You are also in need of mercy O MY SON!

Never turn blind eyes to those orphans.
Look at the destitute scattered around.
And those wrinkled faces robbed of a smile.
Hearken to the call of those who can’t be heard.
And be their patch of shade in the scorching sun,
Their oasis in the endless desert,
And a soothing balm that ease their pain.
But be careful not to hurt their wounds.



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