Unspeakable Joy

I see vistas of your smiles, pleasant expressions on your face Each passing hour and as this day closes I’m so much flabbergasted, at loss for words Thinking of what lies ahead for me or what stands overly tall in the paths before me. Tell me, tell me my beloved Dad What it is that stands overly tall in the paths before me or what lies ahead for me beyond these walls…. a thick brewing constancy or silky frail ecstasy of filial love? He brought his hands forward and requested for mine I stretched my right arm and gave him my hand He shook me firmly bowed his head smiled again and said thus: “Don’t you worry, my son we wouldn’t live in this poor world forever; sow seeds of kindness, of love here and there, anytime, everywhere you’ll soon turn the world around you into a beautiful garden of many friends and less foes… A happy home in the end.”