A/n: In conjunction with Father's Day, I've written a poet-fic about Otoosan.
Everybody her knew that otoosan means father, right? Haha, I was just wondering...
Disclaimer: I don't own CCS…
Our Otoosan
Otoosan…
You're our father
And you're also our mother
We shared our laughter
And tears together
We knew that…
Happiness and sorrow
Are meaningless to share without you around
Otoosan…
Without you…
We won't be here
We won't be able to see
The beauties of nature
And the sea's blue tide
Without you…
We felt a desolate sense of inadequacy
Bouts of instability in life
And chronic feelings of emptiness and worthlessness
Otoosan…
When we made mistakes
Your anger came
Disappointment lingered
But neither of us blamed on each other
Because you taught us that
Human made mistakes
And from you
We learned that blood is thicker than water
Otoosan…
When we were child
You sang our dear lullabies
And told us mother goose stories before bed
From it, we were able to decipher
The simple mother goose bedtime nursery rhyme
Hold deeper meaning
Otoosan…
Of God's grace, love and trust
Years, decades and centuries may pass
And when someday death calls us
We will close our eyes
And reminiscing the greatest gift we ever had
Our Otoosan…
We love you, Otoosan!
Your dearest,
Touya and Sakura.
Kinamoto Fujitaka stared melancholically at the meticulously written poem on a piece of card that was placed on the dining table. He closed his eyes and thanked the dear God for giving him two beautiful angels that will always accompany him until the end of his life.
A/n: HAPPY FATHER'S DAY, EVERYONE!