The Silver-COMB !.
Once joys of your tender touched on my forth head
My future is towards the distant by traces of you
The darkness road driven a lonely heart
Catches the fallen star to guidance the darkness destination
Where could I be in the new-land for a
weaken soul of lost
Fighting the shadow with fears of threat-hole
The silver-comb of your given memory that I could reach
But I cannot tolerate my soul by the faith of your spiritual
Once could be
changed my future is my talented & be well educated
Lost in the destination of complicated multi-cultural
The silver-comb of yours fallen in the river of the living cost
Definition your guardian is my faith would ever remains
Where could I found you in haven to gather the future path
As I still walks on the lonely road by destine without you
But beside you are my true faith & hope
Even thought my portrait of your will carry on till last of ever ends
Father, yours silver-comb has driven a lonely path
The trace of your life, in which I most cries
(Memory for DAD)
© TĐL-ĐAN 2004.
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