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by Jhay
Rated: E · Poetry · Spiritual · #1419311
...A FATHER'S LOVE...
"HE"
He is the first to smile at me when I felt the world,
When I felt my first breath, my first cry
He gave my mother the strength for the last nine months
Of pregnancy, that's why I'm here standing firm.

He cares for me every now and then,
Watching every single movement of my delicate body
Vigilant for the changes in me,
From my fragile head, to my little toes.

He's been always there for me until I reach
The basis where I should begin my life
That's also the time where I've started to be
Conscious about whom I am and ask complex questions.

He taught me all about what I should know,
And where should I go when I'm alone.
That's why I'm very thankful that
I've been chosen from the millions for this
Profound perspective with the truth.

He abided for my shortcomings and helped me with
This melancholy and unwieldy life.
And now I know I'm ready to commit myself into
Something that's more than anyone could know.

He taught me how to love my enemies and
Serve the people around me. It's hard but that thing seems
To me, not just being a good son, but fulfilling my hearts
Thirst and passion for what I am here for.

He loves me despite of my personal desires, impure motives,
And selfishness. From the womb of my dearest mother,
I've become an eager & earnest brave man
Who's been given the gift of compassion and
Gratitude for my countrymen... and to everyone...
"Thanks to Him... My Lord, my Friend..."
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