Father
Father, when I was younger ;once upon a time.
You had your jobs being provider, in the meantime.
When I was younger, you didn't understand.
Who I really was, or what I had planned.
As I grew older, you came to respect me more.
when I talk to you now, you have become my mentor.
The Lord instilled in your heart love and compassion.
To better understand others with a reverential passion.
I come to you with past, present and future dilemma’s.
You say a prayer for me, hoping I would listen.
I don't know what to do, I have a plethora full of distresses.
You pray and try to help me out of these so called messes.
We have amicable chitchats about computers and gadgetry.
You take some time out to spend with me.
When I have trouble with my husband, who is a man.
I come to you because, I know you understand.
I thank the Father above for you my father in this worldly place.
I love you, there is no other, like you I would want to replace.
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