Parenting Poems Novels & Stories

Nagtama rin bigla ang mga mata namin. "Anong anak 'yung pinagsasasabi mo? I'm just learning, okay? Tsaka anong kalaro? Tatlo na nga silang sabay-sabay na lumabas at sabay-sabay ding lalaki, kukulangin pa ba sila sa kalaro?" Tumawa s'ya. But suddenly, his voice filled with a quiet pride, a pride that belied the weight of the responsibility he carried. "I'm learning to be a father. Although, I'm still not sure how I'm going to teach them to play catch. Maybe I'll just have to settle for teaching them to play with their toys."

Agad pang kinuha ni Levi ang sulat ay binasa na gamit lang ang kaniyang mata. We, started from scratch, and we started from ashes of the past. We, started from nothing, a nothing we have, but to still hold each other's hand. We may not be perfect parents, but we're happy to see you smile and laugh. We feel fulfilment when we held your little hands and toes, and now we hold grown up postures. Thank you and good-bye, our lullabies.. Goodbye for now, love, mommy and daddy. Sabi pa ng sulat saka pa binasa ang nasa ibaba.