our papa, our friend, our brother.
Tony Lam
Dear Lam sir (dindindaypapa),
We miss you so much,
our own special dindinday man,
some days don't know how to manage,
but we just do what we can.
The pain of missing you,
is supposed to subside,
supposed to start receding,
like a remorseful turning tide.
But you were part of us,
the pain just lingers on,
like a record stuck in a groove,
playing the same lines to a song.
But we know you'll understand,
when we let go of our grief,
maybe you'd be happy,
even show signs of relief.
Because you know we'll always love you,
and treasure the memories we hold,
and we'll tell our paltalk friends,
a story that must be told.
A story of a love so strong,
that you was the father,the brother, the friend
that we chose,
and the day that you died,
an angel woke and rose.
Dindindaycheche, Dindindaymuimui, Dindindaylueyluey, Dindindaylady, Dindindayhungmao
Dindindaygohgoh,Dindindaydaidai,Dindindaychingsing, Dindindaystero.