The Rock

The Rock
            by Bob Moore ©2022

The Rock was always in my life
to convince me to carry on
standing by me through trouble and strife
but then, the Rock had gone

With the Rock no longer with me
the future full, of shadows and dread
of fears I would have to face alone
things all tumbling through my head

But The Rock had taught me well, 
and I remembered things we had said
so while these memories are in my mind
The Rock will never be dead

I will live my life, how I was taught
by the Rock, I knew as a lad
and hope that you, have a Rock as strong
for my Rock, was my Dad.

by Bob Moore
Copyright © | Year Posted 2022

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March 16, 2023 at 9:29 PM
Hey Bob….my dad died when l was a baby so l never had a dad….but my son has a Rock and l do too. Love this poem…..Debx
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