After reading this keepsake box, I felt every word described my father, Ama.
So I changed the word Father to Ama then printed it for him.
My nephew sang this to me. I really like it. It describes exactly how I feel about my father, not seeing him but feeling him from time to time...
Who Has Seen the Wind?
by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you.
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I.
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.
Who Has Seen the Wind?
by Christina Georgina Rossetti
Who has seen the wind?
Neither I nor you.
But when the leaves hang trembling,
The wind is passing through.
Who has seen the wind?
Neither you nor I.
But when the trees bow down their heads,
The wind is passing by.