Open Poetry #46 |
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of my daughter |
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Michael G Senior Member
since 2000-06-25
Posts 579Nashville |
genuine contrasting tough silent loud the thoughts that vanquish my fears of being dad, of what a father I have been or managed to forget, of how silent days turned into explosive nights of running through halls laughing out to the heavens of moments played out in fear of wondering how best to be and should I follow this path or let it be and let her choose. Of always looking into her eyes that can cast both shadows and rays of light, at times both into your soul, the edges of which twinge up to let you know all of this all of this life is worth it and shes really going to be ok. what is left, is my anguish that will never subside, but will find some semblance of peace in that outer edge of my heart, while I watch her grow further into that being I have always been proud of, that one I have always loved and wish to make smile. So to the wind I lift you up let it take you to journeys that never end, but guide you along paths that explore the range of all that is small, and large in this life that you have just started to explore, letting the world know who you are to never forget. |
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easy1 Senior Member
since 2010-05-22
Posts 1209Southeastern USA |
You do what you can and I am sure so will she. Thanks for whatever you've done to teach her well, and thanks for a very good read here. |
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