Ken Featherlite

I am friends to those who need a friend, father to kids who needs a father, Brother or sister to someone who doesn’t have one. I am that wide shoulder someone needs to cry on. I am that huge stone on which people with burden unload them. Look child, take me as your grandfather, father, big brother, sister, friend, I am all those to anyone who needs me.

I was your mother when you cried for food, your father when you needed things, your friend when you needed to confide, Call me, when you need me, I’ll be there in some form. I have my own ways for those who trust me. You trust me; I’ll always be there for you when you need me. My ways are strange, but I know.’