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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  • Nicole on May 24, 2011

    We love you Papa.

    Happy Father’s Day in advance.
    God bless you always.

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