I wrote this poem back in 2010 for a foreigner who came here in the Philippines. We are not related to his wife or to him in any way, but he did something my siblings and I will never forget. When he learned of our plight (long story) he promised to give us a sack of rice every month and he did fulfill his promise and he did that for 3 long years until I graduated in college. When he learned I will graduate as a cum laude he came here to personally attend my graduation. Something my father did not even do. Today I learned that he had already passed away. Reminiscing on the first time he read this poem...he was in tears! He was a real life angel and I wouldn't be where I am without his great generosity. Thank you, Uncle Steve.
this is a beautiful poem honoring a very great man. i am sure he is looking down on you with happiness. it is stories like this that reminds me that the world is not so terrible after all. god bless you and your family