Sunday, March 17, 2019

Goodnight Dad


The bright morning a new baby 's cry was heard and behold what joy filled the atmosphere for the blessings of this bundle of joy. Nobody knows what or how the journey of this new creature on earth will be but the Great unseen Spirit behind the creature of all things, he sees the end even before the beginning.
And the child began the joy of life but alas! He never  knew it wasn't going to be rosy, the journey of friendship and enmity; love, envy and hatred, sickness and health; loss and gain; acceptance and rejection; laughter and tears but in all those weeks turned to months and years. All toiling, labours and hardwork all amount to air blown away. Baby to toddler to infant then child becoming a teenager to adolescent and finally adult, marriage then children surrounding tables if by grace grandchildren..... But suddenly the bell ticks, it's time to return to where you came from:, dust to dust, ashes to ashes and the end of a journey. The laughter at the arrival of the bundle of joy becomes tears at the demise of the once bundle of joy.
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#GoodnightPappy
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