Please, tell me what you think about this.
A
Wise man once told me,
At about the age of three,
“My dear, in all of life, with all you are about to see,
The best you must ever be!”
But,
So young I was then, you see,
Those words like my bedtime tales to me seemed,
I said to him, “Sing! Sing!! Sing!!!”
As he held me in his hands and gave me a swing.
Careless
I was,
Looking back now, I would say “What a loss.”
For if only, those words, I did not just hear,
But listened and learned how best matters of life to infer.
Days
Turned months and months, years,
And as they went by, I had no fears,
All I ever needed and valued was near,
Hence, I could say those years were quite a fare!
Earlier
than anticipated,
The fair came to an end.
The jolts and bolts of this world we living in began to ascend,
And when all the thinking that came with such commenced,
It all came to me like a hard jab to my rear,
I knew there was a lot I had failed to learn.
Failure,
They say, man cannot do without,
I found a way, that day to let my fury out,
By the door to my dorm, I sang my lungs out,
All those words Daddy said, in my thoughts rang out loud.
“Sing! Sing!! Sing!!!” this time with a pout.
Good thing
It is a Saturday,
I will go home to Papa and be back here Monday,
Now, I am going to have the chance to put an end to these long days,
Cannot wait to show him that I no longer wallow in heartache,
His words afar back, I stretch, all to take.
How
so pleased I feel within!
At long last, bright-glowing his face will be,
Just knowing... somehow, because of him,
I am a better being.
