I am but a fruit not fallen afar from the tree where it hence came from.
The tree, for all its imperfections, stands tall and proud despite the gales it has weathered. Its mighty trunk is firmly anchored on the ground, and on its sturdy branches , a place to perch is to be found.
But perhaps, most importantly, its shade provides respite from the wilting heat of the summer scorch, and a canopy for shelter from the lashing monsoon rains.
If the fruit can only spring into half of what the tree is, then I know I shall be well in life.
Happy birthday Pops. I may not say this often, but I truly, truly love you.
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a greeting post from a son to a father, albeit of the most belated kind.
Related link:
On This Day, Revisited
The tree, for all its imperfections, stands tall and proud despite the gales it has weathered. Its mighty trunk is firmly anchored on the ground, and on its sturdy branches , a place to perch is to be found.
But perhaps, most importantly, its shade provides respite from the wilting heat of the summer scorch, and a canopy for shelter from the lashing monsoon rains.
If the fruit can only spring into half of what the tree is, then I know I shall be well in life.
Happy birthday Pops. I may not say this often, but I truly, truly love you.
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a greeting post from a son to a father, albeit of the most belated kind.
Related link:
On This Day, Revisited