I may have learnt not much from my father, but the one thing I have is the meaning of friendship.
The raindrop falls enthusiastically, exuberantly,
Drawn as it is towards the ground
18 years in metamorphosis.
It’s something that had been haunting me for awhile now, but try as I might, I couldn’t let go.
And so today, the rest of you takes on a hue similar to that of your heart and the radiance of your aura…