This poetry series is certainly about my late father. And today's episode happens every December. A 9 days countdown timer of my late father before my actual birthday. I still can remember his eyes and voice full of excitement when asking with regards to my birthday. Like who'd I invite, what viand would he prepare, what am I wishing for, and so on.

I honestly thought I'd answer such questions until I grow old. Yet unfortunately, I'll nevermore. It's indeed saddening, knowing my late dad is not there physically, but his memories will. Preserving it, forever.