At some point in life, all that matters is that we have been here and we have made significant contribution!
Of quality seeds, the earth cannot resist;
Of quality relationships, the people cannot deny,
Of quality time spent, the future cannot overlook,
Of quality worship, the Heavens cannot ignore. . .
The quality of a life is measured in these things,
The quantity of same is also measured by it;
While we count years, the Heavens care about it’s yearnings,
Indeed, you triumph because you travail.
Much is bubbling in my heart to be said,
Yet the lid of discretion holds me back,
I have been blessed with you as my Dad.
Thank you for the gift of you.
Happy Birthday to you Sir.
Many happy returns.