December 30, 2012
Sometimes in my longing soul I dreamed
To have a perfect future family then
Like my parents who’s been very loving and true
And instils in me an understanding spirit for others too.
Sometimes in my happy soul I rejoiced
Whenever I experience more joys and fewer sorrows
And understand that my parents are perfect with their flaws
‘twas because they know that their flaws are lessons enjoyed.
Sometimes in my weary soul I worry
About those families whose been destroyed by sinful dowry
All they think about was their selves,
Neglecting their needy children and soon be sorry.
Sometimes in my confused soul I wonder,
Why my family, in good way they wander
And there are those, understanding each other, they didn’t ponder.
Why? ‘cause God the Solver, they think He doesn’t matter.
Sometimes in my serene soul I’m silenced
To the issues around, that I can’t seem to balance.
In our home, love was very visible to each other
While to some, lust dominates their home and they don’t bother.
All that some time, my concerned soul seems pray,
That all family, in unity and peace they’ll live always.
Loving each other wholeheartedly, not just those hugs and kisses
Not forgetting God to be always in the center…
Always and forever…