You had been a good provider;
You even made my life nicer.
A symbol of a perfect father,
The emblem of love, joy, and laughter.
You went far for a greener pasture
Just to give birth for my brighter future.
You built the house where life was so sure
For me to feel your presence so pure.
But one thing you just did not realize,
Your absence took away your precious price.
And when your image was drawn back on my eyes,
I became colorblind; I was unable to recognize.
Changes, indeed, are permanent thing
In my innocent cognizance you ever bring
For all my perception about your perfection
Have already vanished and reached expiration.
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