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Syahrul Naem Bin Jailani
150991
Aspiring Architect/Fashion Designer
I just want to make my parents proud, that's all.

25 February 2007 | 10:32:00 PM
A father's love

First and foremost, happy birthday Dad.
May your life be blessed by longevity and success. Amin

A father's love.
He takes you out for dinner.
He spend some time with you.
He scolds you for a reason.
But never failed to give you his love.

He was there when you were born.
He was there when times were bad.
He was there practically every time.
But you were nowhere there for him.

He was the one who bought you stuffs.
He supports you in every decisions you make.
And always advised you for the better.
But you were too busy to give a thought.

He was a strong person inside.
He never failed to show his weaknesses.
He was the bestest man on Earth.
But you never realised the greatness.

One day, he said Son, you're on your own.
Then that day you'll never forget.
The day that you will regret.
The day that your decision took you to.

A father's love is a gem.
Nothing can compare to a father's love to his child.
Nor a topaz, ruby nor sapphire.
A special gift from a father to his child.


Have you ever stopped to think of your father's love?
It's time you do so.