The love you show me,
and the life you gave me
are more than I could ever ask for,
and more than I deserve.

In your eyes I have no flaws,
I am perfect,
and complete -
My mistakes are merely lessons.

Your gentle touch fills me with warmth
And reminds me every now and again,
that in a world of malicious evils
there are beautiful people like you.

You do not speak unless you know
that your words are needed, wanted, respected.
Your words have set me free;
your advice has been my gospel.

You tell me that a little self belief goes a long way,
and that I should follow my dreams to reach the stars and back.
No man will ever be good enough for me;
In your eyes, I'm worth my weight in Gold.

You are my father,
And that is my privilege

I know that I don't own you,
and perhaps I never will,
so my anger when you're with her,
I have no right to feel.

I know that you don't owe me,
and I shouldn't ask for more;
I shouldn't feel so let down
all the times when you don't call.

What I feel - I shouldn't show you,
so when you're around I won't;
I know I've no right to feel it,
but it doesn't mean I don't.

When at first I looked into your eyes, I saw a dim light
Uninteresting
Lacking hope,
Not patient, or kind, or anything in between.

After many nights spent trying to peel away your layers,
I finally found what I was looking for.
A soul,
A passion,
A spark with the potential to ignite.
I fell deeper and deeper as I drowned in the pools of your
Deep blue eyes.
So beautiful.
So serene.

How did I know I loved you?
It wasn’t like how the poets had described it.
No.
It was much greater than that.

I could never find the words,
that would accurately depict
how much you mean to me,
or how perfect I think you are.

But I think that if I were to tell you anything,
about the way you make me feel,
the one thing that you deserve to know
is that you set my heart and soul on fire.
You burn me brighter than the sun.”

“When I was young, you fascinated me.
You were always so beautiful
So perfect.
You had a wide smile,
and beautifully deep eyes.
You had a glowing warmth,
that my childhood body grew up surrounded in.
In your arms I felt safe and whole.
Your arms were my home.

When your arms began to get weaker and weaker,
I couldn’t understand.
Where was the life I once knew?
The life I loved so dearly?
The soul was still there,
But the life,
The life was slipping away.
Your arms were my home,
But you were letting in the rain.
The house was crumbling before our eyes,
And you couldn’t help it.

The last time I ever saw you again,
Was on a cool summers morning.
You were sat in a wheelchair,
And it wasn’t your home.
You smiled amidst a backdrop of wild greens, and pretty flowers.
I asked you to stay with me always,
And you promised you would.
Your arms were my home.
I’d be without shelter otherwise.

Well, God works in weird and wonderful ways,
And the day your soul departed from my world,
Was the day my heart crumbled,
Into a thousand tiny pieces.
I had convinced myself that you had broken your promise.

But my twenty year old self looks back,
With hindsight,
With knowledge,
With faith and with wisdom,
That a thirteen year old girl can never have.

You kept your promise.
You are always with me.
In a light summer rain,
In a bitter winters night,
Amidst the beautiful browns and golds of an Autumn day.

You are the beautiful warmth that fills my heart,
Every time it beats.

Your arms are always my home.”