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