Dear Present

I am obliged to climb up olympus, the only way to reach you. I know not much about you and your progress in life. By the time I left for the space trip, you were just a little egg, now days have delved into years and I reckon you have grown into a young pretty face just like your mother's. It's kinda tight up here, I am held incommunicado to any one in the extreme orbit. The amour between Faith and I did not only excite volumes of words but gave rise to a special and beautiful creation, the venus life clings to for survival. For I understand that life is no magic but a spread of courses. So, you can always lead the right course with focus at play. I kindly ask of you to please make your mother proud of you and hold onto her rooted desire for me. Please forgive the code of fate and know that I am always besides you to fix it up. I love you.Hope.