A man who travels alone ..travels the fastest.. ... My daughter teaches me how to travel together....
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Monday, March 29, 2010
Sunday, March 28, 2010
A Mother's Touch...
Here Goes a Poem for u dear...
Mothers Touch...
I’m so afraid with you...I might make a mistake.
To discipline the situation... always a risk to take.
I may get so angry, and yell so loud...
Wanting you to be a good girl, make me proud.
So young in age, though older in mind...
The biggest part of you so loving, gentle and kind.
I want you to have a good future, really succeed.
Working long hours, hard to give you the attention you need.
One day in your future you will know my love is true.
All the sacrifices will be seen, as with you little girl, wondering what to do.
I look at you so pretty it frightens me, the best reward is molding you into the person you will be.
I see you changing right before my eyes, nervous for I get only so many tries.
Remember friendship will develop later as you become an adult.
After you've lived life and know the way it felt.
I will get you ready for life that can hurt so much
Then and only then...
Will I be thankful I guided you with a mothers touch....
Mothers Touch...
I’m so afraid with you...I might make a mistake.
To discipline the situation... always a risk to take.
I may get so angry, and yell so loud...
Wanting you to be a good girl, make me proud.
So young in age, though older in mind...
The biggest part of you so loving, gentle and kind.
I want you to have a good future, really succeed.
Working long hours, hard to give you the attention you need.
One day in your future you will know my love is true.
All the sacrifices will be seen, as with you little girl, wondering what to do.
I look at you so pretty it frightens me, the best reward is molding you into the person you will be.
I see you changing right before my eyes, nervous for I get only so many tries.
Remember friendship will develop later as you become an adult.
After you've lived life and know the way it felt.
I will get you ready for life that can hurt so much
Then and only then...
Will I be thankful I guided you with a mothers touch....
Thursday, March 25, 2010
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We all know...A man who travels alone ..travels the fastest..My daughter teaches me how to travel together....
We all know...A man who travels alone ..travels the fastest..My daughter teaches me how to travel together....
Monday, March 15, 2010
Dear Baby...
This one is surely going to pass from this generation to the other ... you were your usual busy self throughout the day today...until i found out what was keeping you busy...You were busy at the backyard garden happily squashing some lizard's eggs (which u had discovered a few days back while doing Nature Study with Daddy under the hibiscus bush) trying to have a look at the babies inside... and was successful too with a few of them and watched fascinated as they awkwardly crept out from there safe haven under your merciless watchful gaze until you saw me watching wide eyed with horror(which of course sent u scampering off to Daddy)...You sometimes really give me the creeps...will soon post the pic (clicked by your proud daddy) of one of the unfortunate ones which you were lucky enough to smuggle in to our living room comforter... Ugh...
This one is surely going to pass from this generation to the other ... you were your usual busy self throughout the day today...until i found out what was keeping you busy...You were busy at the backyard garden happily squashing some lizard's eggs (which u had discovered a few days back while doing Nature Study with Daddy under the hibiscus bush) trying to have a look at the babies inside... and was successful too with a few of them and watched fascinated as they awkwardly crept out from there safe haven under your merciless watchful gaze until you saw me watching wide eyed with horror(which of course sent u scampering off to Daddy)...You sometimes really give me the creeps...will soon post the pic (clicked by your proud daddy) of one of the unfortunate ones which you were lucky enough to smuggle in to our living room comforter... Ugh...
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