Anyways, since I last saw my Grandpa who lives in San Francisco (SF) I couldn't help but think of all the things he has been through in his life. He has survived 5 wives so that says enough *LoL*! Thinking of all his life experiences led me to think of my other Grandpa who lives here in Los Angeles (L.A.), my Dad, my Father-inLove, and my Husband. So with all those thoughts, here is my (not yet titled & maybe not really finished) spoken word for all the Fathers out there.
The eyes of any man tend to tell a story
But the eyes of a Father tell of a journey
You see it's in a Father's eyes where you see his beginnings
You know, before the children came along and he could score end-zone winnings
In a Father's eyes you see where he first met love
and was introduced to his first kiss
You see where he first met the Lord above
and when he kneeled on one knee to ask for eternal bliss
In only a Father's eyes can you see the determination to do right for the generations after him
and in only a Father's eyes can you see the sweat and tears that he held within
With lumps in their throats and hard work on their hands do you discover the masterpiece in his eyes
No color, no length of lashes, and no wrinkle around can make the eyes of a Father more beautiful
Because it's in his eyes where he sees miracles of his born children
It's in his eyes where you see the pride of a graduating son
It's in only his eyes where you will find the look of father seeing his princess turn bride
Looking into a Father's eyes can be terrifying
because there is where you find the truth of hard work
There is where you find the honest reality of how cruel the world can be
There is where you'll see the grief he's endured
There in his eyes when he's just gazing about will you see every road of his life's journey
And although it looks as if he's had the best life
You discover through his eyes that he's traveled some tough roads
And you will find in a Father's eyes that his children and their children is why he took the road less traveled
In my Grandfather's eyes I see my Father's eyes
In my Father's eyes I see my eyes
In my eyes I see my son's eyes
but my prayer is that when my son looks through the windows to my soul
He will see every necessary step taken for him just to see
I pray my son will know from one look in my eyes who the God of my Grandfathers is
I pray my son will look into his own Father's eyes every chance he gets
For one day those eyes will see eternity
I pray he looks deep within the wells of his Father's heart
For there is where he'll find comfort, understanding, and wisdom
I pray my son looks into his Father's gaze to see why he never looked back
I pray my son looks into the eyes of his father because only there is where he'll see
His Father's eyes tell of a journey worth following
Dedicated to all the Father's in my life:
~LA Grandpa: Aumua Gapelu Ugaitafa~
~SF Grandpa: Taai Taufetee~
~My Dad: Iata Gapelu Ugaitafa Sr. ( & me as a cute little girl)~
~My Husband: Romeo Maga (The first time we laid eyes on our son Romeo - the three of us were crying here...what an emotional, yet joyous moment this was!)
*Blessings to all of you! I trust you all had a wonderful day celebrating your Fathers :-)
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