Song For God, My Almighty Father
Song For My Father
I do mean, my Almighty Father
The one really responsible
for my birth.
Tis the reason, I am not
just dirt.
My body, my mind He did
wonderfully fashion!
Adding a flair for poetic
passion.
Feet to walk, pirouette and
to Samba.
Loving to dance, to any just
about any number.
The gift to speak, to write and
then, to teach!
To reach, to smell the softness
of a peach!
Schooling, all under His perfect
guidance.
Never under earthly contrivance.
Blessing me with earthly parents,
near divine.
Who raised me in religious sunshine.
Always there for me till their ends.
Sources of love and comfort,
uniquely splendid.
Will see them in glory, when my
life has finally, in His peace, ended!
12/17/2021
Copyright © Panagiota Romios | Year Posted 2021
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