Father

Always I see you in the morning sun

Then too I glimpse you when the day is done

Autumn leaves are a fiery pyre

You are the dawn splendour, you won’t die here

 

You are the wind whispering through the trees

You are the nesting sparrows in the eaves

You are the vibrant garden of flowers

You are the grace in my needy hours

 

When the spring buds hope on a given day

You are the fragrant promise  that  will stay

You the invisible waltz dancing free

You are all I am and will ever be

 

Reviews

[Soul Fire]

Very beautiful :D

[Kes]

This is beautiful. I really really like the last line.
Amazing. :)
K

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

wow...there are a prolific amount of great metaphors here indeed!

[Deeper La'jik]

i like how you ended. a poem about spiritual connection. masterful

[Violet Dreams...]

Your very words remind me of my father

When the spring buds hope on a given day
You are the fragrant promise that will stay

Beautiful portray of emotions

[rivers]

I will only say I feel your emotions sweet Moon. This is such a difficult emotion to comprehend or express for me. I have written much about??? I melt and the tear drops flow...Dad's birthday is 30 days from today and he passed 3 days later...This is beautiful dearest...you bring this humblest of humans to his knees...

[Bell-lala]

well done. This is amazing.

[gombeggar]

hmm...well done...a number of levels of thought here and looking around at all that is and was and will be

[cynthiabuhainbaello]

Eloquent and tender tribute to your father, the words are full of images conveying affection.

[Tate Morgan]

This is the best of your works I have read so far crystal brilliance .Tied together with love