The Lending

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A poem for daddy....

Submitted: February 02, 2018

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Submitted: February 02, 2018

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The Lending

 

 

You are the lending.

Shield and sword, majestic lord,

my strength, my hope, my happy ending.

 

You,

the wall that cannot fall,

the tree that stands against my storm,

my gale.

You hold your form when words impale

your heart.

When I alone am torn apart,

you are my mending

 

Pain I never was intending

you endure.

Your love is sure

when I am condescending.

 

You,

the reed unbending,

my refuge from the flood impending,

my flesh and blood ~

You watched me flower 

from a bud,

believed me when I was pretending.

 

Father,

when you are gone

who'll sing this song

to where you go?

 

You

are

my 

life

 

How will I know

the way

to do the sending?

 


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