DAD, WHY YOU KEEP COMING BACK? Melvin Banggollay Dad, why you keep coming? I asked whenever I am in slumber for you are always with me sharing your memories I can't drawer in the deepest part of my being for you'll be in my heart forever. Dad, I wish you're still here lurking with you're care so warm and tender you had been unselfishly sharing to all of us with your smile of wonder but this can't be done with magic's sting Only God can do with his great power. Dad, I just wish the best of everything For you while you live there forever In the company of angels that sing strong Faith to God you'ved delivered While you were still on earth breathing and preaching values as a noble teacher. God, unto thee I fervently ask your mercy Take the soul of my Dad in your glory Make him your teacher to teach humility a servant to clean your garden of glory that he will be busy doing his given duty that he will have no time to always visit me that I can sleep well till I'll join him oneday.

DAD, take me Melvin Banggollay Dad, my heart was broken again as if the world is full of so much pain for after only a sometimes of gain I was cheated by the lady in my brain. I cried so much calling your name For if you are still here, I can claim Missery to be out of my every fame For you are there soothing my pain. Dad, take me if you can to feel no pain In the den of glory you now proclaim As I can no longer take all the pain Of loving well but always out of lane.

A TEACHER’S PRAYER Melvin Banggollay Heavenly Father, unto thee I fervently offer My gratitude for the blessings you’ve deliver Unto me who behold a life of a humble teacher For without thy grace and mercy for me a sinner I could not have done my duty I pledge to offer Bless me Father with wisdom I need to deliver A prudent teaching at the best I can offer For the welfare of my students that I do consider As children that I need to train to become achiever As successful fellow with skill to be good provider. Shower we with a humble heart that I can be a model Of humility and good service to all my fellow teachers As well as with my students to uphold good principle That teaching is an opportunity to make life better And not a privilege we can use to deprive others. Give me the strength and faculties of a good teacher With an undying desire to become always better In the practice of this nobles profession I can offer To serve my country’s need and my every learner And as my little way of Glorifying your name forever. Fill my heart with patience and love for others That I can always listen and understand others Specially the students with life full of troubles In their families, friends and environmental circles That I can be a good agent of change for the learners. Make me an instrument of peace with every brother As I try to share my wisdom to shape the lives of others For it can not be denied that sometimes I am subjective Instead of being objectives to have proper perspective That teaching is transforming the lives of every learners. Above all I fervently pray for the forgiveness of my sins In every things I have failed to do to serve thy holy name For the shortcomings in the practice of my noble calling And all wrong doings I have against any of my brothers, Fellow Teachers and students including all other sinners That I may be worthy to receive thy mercy loving Father, and that I may be worthy to be called one of your teachers. ALL THIS I ASK IN JESUS NAME…..AMEN Dedicated to those who embraced the teaching profession, like my own Late Father, who dedicated his life as a prudent teacher until he died. I am also in this profession 10 years ago as a college instructor.

A CANDLE FOR YOU DAD melvin Banggollay Tonight, when as I was cooking thoughts of Dad touched my head; I asked, 'what's today' wondering while flashback appeared ahead. I felt uneasy when I sat upon the window as bursts of wind gossiped with the night while deep inside, emptiness shadowed with every memories of my Dad's light. ' It's January 12, ' my sweet one replied then I realized, it was my Dad's Birth day; Searched me a candle, I fervently cried that I can light for him on this special day. I took the candle and the hat He gave to me before I went outside near the manggo tree; I lit the candle and its light glowed so bright As I prayed to God to blessed him tonight.. But in the morning, what a great surprise I see no trace of the candle I lighted twice; I asked my wife if she took it somehow but said ' Nope' and this gave me great owe for I knew Dad took it to light his meadow. In memory of my my loving Dad on his b-day.