Kluoxe

My Old Man

Sometimes I wonder

Who am I without my father?

What would my life be?

I find it hard to believe

 

I hope in all of the universe he is my father

I am grateful, happy, and blessed to have him

Only in his embrace I felt warmer

His the only one that can fill my heart to the brim

 

He sacrifices so much for us

He has some toughness

When it come to us

He become selfless

 

Forever thankful to have a father like him

Having fun with him, is wholesome

No one knows me best than him

When its my turn ill repays him