He speaks with a soft hope
“I am wishing you all good things to come your way.”
While paths unfold, he sees beyond the surface
“Where there are opportunities, I wish you the ability
to see them and seize them.”
Not just to Glimpse
To Grasp
To turn Chance into Purpose
Moments into Meaning.
When Shadows Surface, a nudge not to Shy away
“Where there are Challenges, I wish courage and patience.
So you will grow in strength and wisdom.”
A reminder to Stand firm and Steady
Meet uncertainty with a Tempered Heart
Aware that Growth is born of Endurance.
In the Quiet spaces Between
He holds a Tender Truth
“Where there is Love, I wish you the openness to accept it
And the willingness to return it.”
A gentle urging to Embrace Connection
And Give Freely and Receive without fear.
From him, I inherit a Gift
Weaving Words into Meaning
Strings of thought that Bind and Build.
It is through his Voice, his Wishes
I learned to See meaning in the Simple
To find Poetry in the everyday.
To carry forward
A Legacy of Language
Shaped by his steady hand.
Beautiful, Badiana.
This made my eyes water + heart melt…