Everyday I can see him
After I woke up in sudden whim
Papa always tells me a day
It’s time to go and gather hay.
Everyday I can see him
After I woke up in sudden whim
Papa always tells me a day
It’s time to go and gather hay.
Notwithstanding the heat under the sun
Papa work for us to have something for lunch
For us to live and survive
Papa never gives up but strive.
Now, papa is old as his plow
But he never surrenders and still sows
He always there reminding us
To do things that will lasts.
Today, papa is remember
It’s his day to cherish and show care
As the source of this great life
Papa, you deserve to be in the limelight.
Papa, thank you for everything
For the love, care and understanding
For being my inspiration to go life
As this journey with God I ride.
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