But ii never expected that it would be the key to a life so easy, so expected. Dad's love got me past the rejected, the mess, and the Congress.
Never did ii believe my dad's love would help me reprieve
happiness.
And help me tap into my belief in having absolutely no grief.
Daddy always said he was proud of me.
And ii always thought what for, but this key opened up my door and ii saw the light. He was proud of my fight. My flight to the skies, like the sky is my limit.
But ii see no limit in it.
Daddy always said ii made him happy.
True, though ii saw the tears behind the cheers through the years, he was joyful. His smiles were my joy though. But as a mortal, ii know he frowned.
He just never wanted mourning to get me down.
Daddy always told me to do my best.
But the test was to be better. To strive to be as High as a Jetsetter. To be the best ii can be.
Because ii am a creator.
Hot like a radiator.
Daddy always told me that ii shouldn't forget.
Bet ii won't forget or regret that ii remember. Forgetting will leave me cold, you say, cold like December. My dear father, my memory will burn hot like an ember.
Hot. Just remember.
I'll remember.
.[For my dad, I love you, and Happy Father's Day. To you and all my readers. =) ].
