A Father's Love
While in my youth, heart pounding with life
Father and son hiked nature's glory
Climbed the tallest mountains, escape city strife
Quaking Aspens surround, listen to their story
Oh the sights of autum, every picture a masterpiece
Orange, yellow and red splashed with God's paint brush
Crisp autum air, blue sky above, sun a Golden Fleece
Soundless footsteps, nature's soft carpet hush
My father's soul, visits me at times, love surround
Emersed in nature's eternal power, I'm in tune
A cool autum breeze, Quaking Aspen gentle music sound
His spirit whispers to me, we'll climb mountains again soon
Copyright © Bruce Adams | Year Posted 2017
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