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Poetry Series
Dad
Passing years bring sadness, there’s no tear,
Time fades precious memories, once cherished,
A heart is an anchor, holding tight from within,
Your love cannot be taken, will remain eternal.
Questions
My mind reels with questions
Why are we here today?
We must inhabit this earth surely for a reason?
Yet no answers follow
Tell me our purpose, are we alone?
Are we so insignificant compared to this vast universe?
Still no answers follow
Other galaxies, other worlds is difficult to comprehend
In my lifetime we conquered the moon yet little beyond
I am curious but will not live to see future possibilities
My imagination bursts with images of what could be
And for now this must fulfill this endless curiosity
When I leave this playground rising to heavens plain
Maybe then my questions will be answered
Bonding
I see a face reflected,
eyes stare back and beam.
These jewels of glistening color, a world they’ve not yet seen.
A nose that sculpt so perfect, lips so pale and pink.
Hands that grip so gently, make you stop and think.
A bond that is unbroken, a life that I adore.
I hold her even closer, to make her feel secure.
Not selfish in my sleeping, turning on the light.
It’s feeding time all over, another restless night.
Wrapping her in softness, a gauze a cotton glove.
I place a smile upon your face, assuring you of love.
You gurgle back so sweetly, giving then a yawn.
You sleep within a wonderland, my first baby born.
Dream
I sleep to dream,
Of love and fantasies,
Hours become days,
So helpless, no control,
Drifting into other realms,
My body, mind and soul,
Yet reality rudely awakens me,
Snatching those memories,
Until we meet again.
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