…are my first love.
My one and only.
You bring me to places you know i’d love
like that Milk Planet near the city of pineapples.
I remember our lazy evenings watching tv,
my head on your chest,
your arm patting my shoulders until i doze off.
And how I love those mornings over coffee and choc
when we talk about our future plans and new house.
I hearing you call me ‘dear’ like i’m a princess or something.
And you know I can never ever leave home
without kissing those apple cheeks of yours.
Who’d have known you’re already 52,
with silly antics like yours,
a viral laugh
and muscles errr flabs we love pinching and making fun of.
Let’s not forget about your gouty fingers
i and brother jokingly bend
when already losing tickle-wrestling with you.
You’re the best even if you think and say you aren’t.
Thank you for teaching and showing me the things
i should and should not do in my life
Happy Father’s Day, Papa Jun(with Bubbles the chihuahua)!
I love you so very much!<3
I doubt you’ll ever read this