MY DAD WRITTEN AND POST BY NAJWA POWLEY
MY FATHER WAS THE LEADER OF ALL THE CLANS AND THE READER HE WAS THE POET OF ALL SONGS AND FOR HIS SONGS THEY DO SING HIS WORDS WAS LOVE AND SORROW I HAD INHERITING HIS TOMOROW BUT HE HAD NEVER HUG ME ALL THE WORD LOVE WAS NEVER BE BUT THE TIME GONE BEFORE I SEE I HAVE NOT FIND HIM LONG TIME AGO I... Sign in to see full entry.