The father

A little girl alonein a field of flowers.She sees no beauty.Abandoned,by the man she loves.Yearning,to holdhis hand.He was to be her guide,Her hero.Waiting,She looks for himin others.Their arrows of love,Bounce off her heart.No warrior of eros could win.Years of lost opportunities,culminate.Towards death,He returns,Professing his love,His ignorance.ForgivenessMelts walls of pain,Lifts a fog of anger.Loverepairs heartbreak.The child... Continue Reading →

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