Thoughts of a Father
There will be a time, when I won’t be there to catch her,
There will be a time, when a moment comes,
That I won’t be able to protect her,
Am I babying her too much?
Am I teaching her,
Success or failure?
Have I given her the proper tools to use?
When my journey is done and over?
When I have left the earth.
Did I teach her how,
to use the tools,
That I have showed her?
6/7/2018
Kale Brereton
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