With each passing day;
As the years go rolling by...
Pages of my memory unfold,
Like a scroll across the sky...
Somtimes we did'nt see eye to eye;
On the decisions I hade made,
I know now,it was in my best interest;
The advice to me you gave...
I did not appreciate the sacrifices;
Whether large or whether small,
food, clothing ,and shelter I took,
Forgranted for you provided;all ...
Not until I left home;
Did I truly see,
Just how blessed I was to have,
A father who loved me...
And often now when my heart is heavy;
With memories of my thoughtless ways,
I know the lord brings them to my mind,
So that i'll be a better person,
For the rest of my days...


yo to those who got two parents yo stay lookin out 4 fam U NO yea speak how u live and act it out but think twice is da bullet worth ur life in jail or ur fam. Im out 100

i'm really feeling this synickle....never really got on with my father - but i respect who he is, and what he is, just cant stand being with him (so many reasons, simple and complex)...but for real, sorry about your loss...


as for the last part...about live by the gun, die by the gun...it is so 'played'....so many people have lost the meaning of it all.....actually - i'm not even going to go into that ish...



..respect...

>Pages of my memory unfold,
Like a scroll across the sky...

Damn Synickle...this verse showed tru writing capabilities on your part..Very deep content with perfect delivery..The end was a perfect conclusion to the verse..I was feelin this a lot..
You asked for luv n you got it, playa.
stay up with this n keep em droppin.
peace.

yo my father died when i was 15 and he was a good man so i feel this

I think everyone can relate or grasp dis poem,
i can mos def .. me and ma old boy just clash,
im always in trouble he al;ways ballen me out,
the most we dop 2gether to boxin trainin ...
But i cant imagine life wid out him,
so i respect u even more ... !!
Head up,

~1~

a yo it was a nice piece about ya memory of ya pops, man
peace

-Tha Rhymer