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His sun

I am apart of the earth.

It seeks my attention.
� � � � � � � � �Every
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � Time
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �I
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � Step � � �
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �Outside.
It makes me want to cry

because
the only other
living thing that wants me

and loves me

that much is my father.

What did I do to deserve such a person?

And I son�t even appreciate what I have �

I � �
� � �Want

more.

I
� � � am
�Selfish.

All I can do is let him know how much
I
� Love
� � � � � �Him.

How much I love the earth back�

� � � � � � � � � � � � � He calls me his golden sun�not to my face but I see it every where. The letters he writes to the nicknames he calls.

The effort and blood and sweat he gave for me to be able to be where I am at

The hell flames he walked through and breathed in

To the weak heart that was so strong it almost ended him.

The same one I break.

But he would gladly step in front of me.

His soul for eternity is embraced by my own.

Golden
� � � � � � Sun
� � � � � � � � � �Your
� � � � � � � � � � � � � �Stars
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � Burn
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �Brighter
� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � Every

� � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � � �Year
� � � � �Use your beautiful mind

Written by Gold_End_Sun

Published 11th Oct 2021

Author's Note

This poem is about my Father and how I see him and all we go through but mostly of how he sees me in the world. I take it for granted and Its truly not deserved. But in every way possible I will give back to him.