dear dhie, daddy and dad...
am so sorry when i get in trouble, and please don't get mad...
i assure you i'll handle things lightly and with caution...
i'll plan and ask your guidance before i go into motion...
father please...
thanks for being protective and making things at ease...
even though i have grown am still clumsy at times...
you still watch over me even if it takes a few more lifetimes...
tatang and itay...
i know you're sensitive when being called by nanay...
sometimes, during unexpected occasions why you're late you give alibis...
you provide us what we need and wipe her tears when she cries...
here you go dada and papa...
i pray that you're proud of me of values and knowledge i learned, i gave my extra...
you taught me how to (give* / appreciate**) a bouquet...
and i love you more than words can say...
i have observed that you implement fairness...
while screening reasons and events whenever there is a mess...
you mold me into a good citizen with such (person* / manner**)...
and confident enough to face life because am your (son* / daughter**)...
* for men
** for women
> my first adaptive poem <
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