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Dad’s Eyes
I recall Dad’s eyes;
his glare so stern, so piercing
- no words were needed -
but the message was so clear:
I expect better from you.
In many matters
we did not see eye-to-eye,
but he always cared;
and in the best of moments,
his eyes glowed with love and pride.
Copyright ©
Jim Healey
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