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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #2303004
I lost my father suddenly at 60. Sire was the result of that devastation.
SIRE (1999)
I have experienced a great ripple of tenderness from you,
Have also been reprimanded for my truant behaviour,
You have cajoled me to dream about success,
Who else could I worship other than you?
I never needed any hero to be my idol,
for I had you.
Your tranquil laughter which attracted everybody like a moth to the flame,
Was like a serene waterfall to me,
I was enveloped in the shield of your shadow,
I have seen your strength like an oak tree against the storm,
Was guided by you firmly when you thought,
I was wrong.
Now I miss your presence and find it difficult to go on,
Strive to be strong, as you would want me to be,
Learning to survive without you,
Knowing that some way, I'm under your watchful eyes,
Benevolent and Generous with your warmth and love,
I feel your presence and blessing in all I do.




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