Dec 2014
I have seen it in my daughter's eyes.
I have felt it in my dads embrace.
I have kissed her perfect lips.
Tasted, touched, seen and smelt.
But never held;
For long.
I have felt it in my dads embrace.
I have kissed her perfect lips.
Tasted, touched, seen and smelt.
But never held;
For long.
Sorrow invites wisdom. Its sad, but some won't listen.
(Middle Earth, OH)
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