My Father

Come on, he said, you've got it on your plate, 
Stop clicking your pen and do concentrate;
It's just a small triangle twisted at an angle, 
What's gotten your concepts in a muddy tangle? 

Iam going on a tour, he said, on office business, 
Dad, I want a barbie in a pink frilly dress! 
But lo and behold, the suitcase overflowed, 
With all our favorite things hidden in it's fold;

Dad, I grew tall, I said, do you want to see,
And I stood beside him, straightening out my knee;
Oh, you reached my pocket, it's just a matter of time! 
Till you are tall as your mother, just a few months down the line;

All the little things, all the golden moments, 
All the things I gained, my accomplishments;
Dad, you were the pillar, did I ever tell you that? 
My wonderful father and the world's very best!
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Agustin Avatar
July 20, 2024 at 4:37 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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