You have to love the mother, but also remember that there is a father
The one on the left hand side of your screens is my father.
It's been more than a couple of years since I left Venezuela, and despite these great advances in technology I've been able to see my father's face behind those mobile screens. But none of that compares to being able to kiss you on your hot forehead, or shake your hand, or rather to be able to hug your body and say I love you daddy!
Today is one of those days when nostalgia is embracing my life, where it becomes the essence of me now just for not having you around, dad. I've seen a video on the nets that many people have to dedicate to their parents, it's one of those that gives you goose bumps and makes you shiver even more.
I'll leave you here to enjoy it as much as I do.
of great and good authors,
and in its best pages
I've never read this truth.
That a father lives oppressed
and no one encourages him.
And everybody's talking about it!
That the greatest thing is mother's love!
And the sacrifice of a father
none of them take it into account.
You have to start writing
a father's sacrifice,
because it's not just the mother who knows how to suffer.
By that I mean that a father
knows how to love.
And that for his children and his wife.
With love he will work
and he's even capable of stealing
but to bring you something to eat.
The mother does him a disservice
your son for a mistake,
because because of his great love.
With his pampering he gives her vice.
The father, on the other hand.
for me makes judgment,
though his love is severe,
he caresses them very little
but it makes them march straight.
To climb the slope of this lying world,
He brings them the sacred bread
kneaded with sweat.
And for his children with love he lives sacrificed,
and that's why I'm on your side.
Even though my chest is pierced
It's okay to sing to the mother.
with that infinite love.
But also a little bit
you have to remember the father.
