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[font=Tahoma,Geneva]Crossed the shore
Armed with dreams
The heat of sun
Of burning beams
You walk the mile
Light slowly dimmed
Left this world
My early years
A tired man
Longing for peace
In place beyond
That doesn’t exist
A wayward son
Is all I become
A father’s love
Will never warm
The child inside
Who’ll do no harm
I am alone
Started to grow
Open my mind
Don’t be slow
Hold me now
A broken vow
I sing verse
I do traverse
In cold dream
Give me rest
And follow you
Oh my dearest
Armed with dreams
The heat of sun
Of burning beams
You walk the mile
Light slowly dimmed
Left this world
My early years
A tired man
Longing for peace
In place beyond
That doesn’t exist
A wayward son
Is all I become
A father’s love
Will never warm
The child inside
Who’ll do no harm
I am alone
Started to grow
Open my mind
Don’t be slow
Hold me now
A broken vow
I sing verse
I do traverse
In cold dream
Give me rest
And follow you
Oh my dearest
Published 17th Aug 2014
| Edited 22nd Jul 2015
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14th Nov 2014 4:37am
such a forlorn journey this poem takes. beautiful sentiment in the final verse...
30th Nov 2014 8:39pm
Anonymous
20th Apr 2015 6:41pm
Breathtakingly sad but understood and penned with the sound of hope.
20th Apr 2015 7:24pm
Yeah. I've lost my father at a very young age. Until now that I'm a grown man, I still crave for a father in my life. [This one goes out for him]
Once again, thank you so much Jade for the lovely comment.
Once again, thank you so much Jade for the lovely comment.
