I remember it like it was just yesterday that your mother and me took you home from the hospital that rainy night. We had nothing during that time, just love and each other to keep us warm and sheltered.
“Yes, I remember”. And now my son, my eldest of them all, my little baby boy will be leaving the nest. The nest we built together with love, hope and all the care for each other. But now go my son, lead the way, chase your dreams and fulfill your destiny. You’ve chosen well and we’re proud of that and we couldn’t have hope for a better son. We have already taught you how to fly, now spread your wings, and spread it proudly. Although hot fume and aches will fills the skies and you could even hear the roaring thunder. Fly high, fly high my son, fly as high as where only the eagles dare.
PS: Dedicated to my oldest and dear son who will be leaving soon to continue with his study
Aces High
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