My father once ate burnt fries for his birthday
I had made them with love
He swallowed each bitter bite with a smile
and licked the plate of all the ashes
Today he brags of how
Burnt fries are a delicacy
Only a few have enjoyed in their lives
My father once ate burnt fries for his birthday
I had made them with love
He swallowed each bitter bite with a smile
and licked the plate of all the ashes
Today he brags of how
Burnt fries are a delicacy
Only a few have enjoyed in their lives
Beautiful post
great father u hve . Follow @dine77
Yep, he has taught me quite a lot about life.
That is the love of a father. I am the father of an autistic son and I also write poems about him and other topics as well. Check it out in my profile.
Will surely check them out.