A careless action, causes pain,
hearts are broken, souls are strained.
At his birth, the Father is unable to speak,
at his death, he remains unable to speak.
At a careless moment, a Father's dream is gone,
But a Father's love never dies, it goes on.
A careless whisper, a sudden lie,
was it a lack of respect, or a lonely cry?
In a Father's eyes it matters none,
A son is a son, even if he is gone.
A Father's love never dies, or becomes weak,
it becomes stronger and stronger never reaching a peak.
A Father's love can be lonely and cold, and unforgiving,
but a Father's love is strong, comforting and giving.
No matter what a son may do, in a cold thought,
a Father would never betray a son, he remains stout.
A son may seem to abandon his Father's love,
but this could never be so.
For a Father's love is eternal and true,
now and forever, Alexey, your Father loves you.
به ما هم سر بزن
سلام
مطالبت خوب بود به من هم سری بزن ونظرت را بگو
علیرضا
سلام
ممنون از کامنتی که برای من گذاشتی ، من وبلاگت رو میخونم ولی تنبلی و کم وقتی باعث میشه که یادداشت نذارم.
تو وبلاگ خودم هم وقت نکردم یه مدته مطلب بدم .
فعلا
سلام
دوست عزیز
حرف و حدیث زیاد است . باید دید ما در کجای این عالم هستیم.
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