Sunday, 26 January 2014

My Papa, My Prof................


Words fail me.......

But I know...I hope...they will come to me....


But if they do not....just in case such words don't exist....just in case I find myself unable to articulate how I feel........know this:

Give me a thousand lives to live all over again, I will always always want to be your daughter  my Papa, my Prof.


To God be all the glory!

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