Whimpering child .... Tough dad

Still stored in your eyes ten thousand events
Bumps and waves sculpted on forehead
....
Dad, I miss the quiet silence
ours to harvest rice
But the longing to stay just longing
Your son is now a lot of the burden

You have to understand black
and the red road
Wrinkled cheek bone
picture of the struggle

Who had muscular shoulders,
jet sunburned
now thin and stooped

You look old and tired,
sweating profusely
nnamun you remain steadfast

Although sometimes gasping breath
growing burden laden
you stay afloat

But the spirit never fade
though sometimes shaky step
You remain faithful

By.Julius Sitanggang

Your son now bear the burden of suffering, when you leave me for good. This longing will always stay there .. Dad ..

why should not you leave me fast, when I really need a father figure, you are not present in my life. I say should the Lord is not fair.
Or do I really have to get through this so I get something worthwhile in my life.

Father........

in the silence of my heart longs
to meet and share stories
but longing to stay just longing
son now only bear the burden
I call your name in the liver
remember the days that you always meneguhkanku
I hope someday to be a real man
but longing to stay just longing
if God allowed me to meet
although it was short lived
I want to make you feel proud of me
I want to be like you dad
I'm proud to be your son's father
I hope you are up there watching me
smiled as I waved my hand toward you
Father ...
however, only a longing desire

By.Julius Sitanggang

thank you father has taught me about the meaning of life and you are always the best in my life. although this time you are gone, but your soul is always there in my heart.

Forgive me father for I still have not been able to show my success when my father was still beside me. but all that I have done I have done for you and thank you for the wisdom you have given me.

Mother

dear mother, still ongoing
although bloody footprints, full of pus
such as air, love that you give
could not, I avenge
mother .. mother ..
thousands of miles, the distance you traveled
skip the hurdles, for me .. your child
such as air love that you give
I could not avenge
mother ..
let me prostrate at your feet
as a sign of my love
you look after it
until your feet can no longer walk
look after yourself when it comes your time to go home ..
mother ..

By.Julius Sitanggang

a mother's life is worthy of our respect until whenever it was. where a mother taking care of us from childhood to be like this.

without an expectation of return for our children. mother's infinite love of all time, giving .. gives .. and just give, please do not come back. we should recall all the tenacity of a mother for her beloved.