Poor lovely Sarah fell down today in front of the
*shakes head*
She was too excited/agitated.
Recover fast hun.
(Me and Sa might dedicate something to you here later on when we've thought of the perfect thing.)
Teehee(:
The day the mighty hand couldn't protect.
I still distinctly recall that fateful day...
The day it happened...
The day the worst thing that could ever happen to me happened...
It was after PT as usual,
While walking back to class with my classmates, and silently enjoying the presence of my little one walking not far beside me, amongst a few others.
It really thrilled me, even though we're weren't alone.
Having her nearby was great enough for me to call it one of life's best moments.
I watched her silently.
And noticed, for the first time,
how her little steps, in time with mine,
seemed to suggest that our fates would intertwine.
Then, a series of actions happened.
And all I saw the next moment was the image of my little fragile flower,
collapsed onto the floor.
My heart plunged.
I wanted to dash forward,
pick her up gently and hold her safe within my arms.
Where no one and nothing else could do her any more harm.
Then I'll examine her wounds and seal them with caring love,
Try my utmost best, and really serve.
She was my precious one, my source of light,
the reason for my very existence.
I wanted to do all these for her,
But I couldn't.
I really couldn't.
Because restraining me,
were the wild imaginations in the minds of each member of the human race.
And they were all around us, surrounding us, trapping us.
But before I could move an inch,
My flower had already picked herself up,
brushed off the dirt from her shiny petals;
And had continued to walk forward.
I was stunned.
I never realised how strong she really was.
But after all, she's my little girl.
From her, I can expect to expect the world.
I smiled to myself,
matching my pace with hers.
But never could I forget, for one second,
this image of hers.
Until now,
I still remember.
This very story, everytime I see her.
Because, a little down from her knee, lies a scar.
A scar from that very fall.
But it's not just any ordinary scar,
It's a symbol of love.
A pledge of mine.
To provide her with all the love I can,
never-ending, everlasting, undying.
I still distinctly recall that fateful day...
The day it happened...
The day the worst thing that could ever happen to me happened...
It was after PT as usual,
While walking back to class with my classmates, and silently enjoying the presence of my little one walking not far beside me, amongst a few others.
It really thrilled me, even though we're weren't alone.
Having her nearby was great enough for me to call it one of life's best moments.
I watched her silently.
And noticed, for the first time,
how her little steps, in time with mine,
seemed to suggest that our fates would intertwine.
Then, a series of actions happened.
And all I saw the next moment was the image of my little fragile flower,
collapsed onto the floor.
My heart plunged.
I wanted to dash forward,
pick her up gently and hold her safe within my arms.
Where no one and nothing else could do her any more harm.
Then I'll examine her wounds and seal them with caring love,
Try my utmost best, and really serve.
She was my precious one, my source of light,
the reason for my very existence.
I wanted to do all these for her,
But I couldn't.
I really couldn't.
Because restraining me,
were the wild imaginations in the minds of each member of the human race.
And they were all around us, surrounding us, trapping us.
But before I could move an inch,
My flower had already picked herself up,
brushed off the dirt from her shiny petals;
And had continued to walk forward.
I was stunned.
I never realised how strong she really was.
But after all, she's my little girl.
From her, I can expect to expect the world.
I smiled to myself,
matching my pace with hers.
But never could I forget, for one second,
this image of hers.
Until now,
I still remember.
This very story, everytime I see her.
Because, a little down from her knee, lies a scar.
A scar from that very fall.
But it's not just any ordinary scar,
It's a symbol of love.
A pledge of mine.
To provide her with all the love I can,
never-ending, everlasting, undying.
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