Father

 

My hands shake 

as they rest upon my chest,

A prayer, a plea, a hope for peaceful rest.

And in that moment, 

I hear your voice so clear,

Singing sweetly, 

"Hello, my child, my dear."

Your love shines bright within your loving gaze,

Like fresh-baked bread, 

it fills me with a daze,

Small gestures that have made me grow and age,

"Hello, son," 

your words a guiding sage.

Oh, never has a moment 

brought such harmony, I wish to keep it safe in a box, 

for eternity,

"Hello, my child," I close my eyes and see,

You always knew just 

what to say to comfort me.

With a warm embrace, the rain would cease to pour,

And time has flown since then, 

so much has been in store,

But through it all, 

I see you cry with joy and grace,

"Hello, father," 

my heart sings out in embrace.

Text by C.M.V.R (MySoulToTake)

Art by Google