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Seraphim Zeb Poem
It was very early in the morn
The news not good, in depths forlorn
Memories of you dressed in your army best
A hero to me a father better than all the rest
Mom would play the piano and sing Daddy's little girl
I cried each time I heard it, my emotions in a whirl
No hero can be perfect the war had taken its toll
Alcohol had become an addiction to fill that empty hole
It stole so much time from us all, the years they flew right bye
A VA doctors test messed you up then they sent you home to die
Another hospital then another again you went to die in ICU
More than three weeks on life support with IV's arms all black and blue
I was glad to get to see you,have the chance to hold your hand
My own still much smaller than my hero's, who's life had not seemed grand
I wish I could have been there today before you passed away,I had a few words I really
wanted to say
I love you dad and always will and happy fathers day
This poem is dedicated to my father who passed early this morning fathers day 2010
Copyright © Seraphim Zeb | Year Posted 2010
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You
You are the tranquility in my heart, my summers rain
You brought back hope and the warmth of love where desolation did reign
You looked inside my mind to find the real me
quite unlike others whom only see outwardly
You've never tried to change me, your always so gentle and kind
to not see the rare gem that is you, I'd surely have to be blind
Copyright © Seraphim Zeb | Year Posted 2010
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All those many years ago writing with you by my side
Glancing at the river while our pen's slowly glide
A writers joy and artists inspiration flowed there
With endless miles of drifting water and warm breezes touching our hair
I often wonder if you still remember those happy days we had
Two artists, two poets happily writing, in hand pen and pad
Copyright © Seraphim Zeb | Year Posted 2010
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With all of humanity becoming withered and worn
Souls empty, loveless, tattered and torn
Much greed and hatred now seems to reign
Kindness and consideration only they feign
A light still flickers albeit small
Some see its radiance and heed its call
Teaching others these skill in which they lack
To overcome fear and hatred to bring the peace back
Kindness is mistaken for weakness to a many today
But, it shall be the strength for the world one day
Copyright © Seraphim Zeb | Year Posted 2010
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My dearest friend I miss you so
Often times remembering how you helped others grow
Always cheering others up when they were down
Offering a hug when ever you saw a frown
I still hear your laughter within my mind
I see your smile in any happiness I may find
I count myself lucky to have had a friend so true
My favorite memory is always when I think of you
Dedicated to Alan I will miss you always
Copyright © Seraphim Zeb | Year Posted 2012
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