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This Father's Lament
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This Father's Lament |
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jcsparks Junior Member
since 1999-11-20
Posts 13Xenia, Ohio, USA |
My disdain has filled you, for this, I cry, Life's fleeting waters now over the wall, My ability gone—was mine when small— To lift you up so you could feel the sky. Your far-away voice, and I dare not pry Nor try to restrain a path's destined fall For fear of the choice to silence our call, Leaving me helpless, this heart in a sigh. Short is the season to bond with cement, And brief is God's time to mold or affect, But long are the days that we will lament The loss of our chance to guide or direct. Grief to a father, his moment now spent, The son's world to harvest—a dad, reject! ------------------ |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
A true lament and for women too  Another beauty my friend!!------------------ The more you praise and celebrate your life, the more there IS to celebrate. ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Oh Jeeze, this one cuts to the bone. Wonderful in form and content, jc. Very well done. michael |
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FreeByrd Member
since 1999-11-03
Posts 267 |
The title says it all. The words dig deep. Excellent -RS ------------------ There must be some kinda way out of here... say the joker to the thief There's to much confusion, I can't get no relief - Hendrix |
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Deverone Member
since 1999-10-13
Posts 136San Antonio, Tx, USA |
Welcome to DARK Passions JC... VERY nicely put. I had to read it a few times...I liked it so much. ------------------ Deverone "We are cups, constantly and quietly being filled. The trick is, knowing how to tip ourselves over and let the beautiful stuff out". ----Ray Bradbury--- |
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