![]() FatherhoodA Poem by Randolf Ramos![]() a dedication to my father![]() Hell or high water it came. All of the onus of fatherhood. Perhaps an ounce of you Portrayed, rendered, set - out, enacted, limned. Yet, imperfect, half wielded I am. Feasted on love be it lifetime And beyond or until This life whisper no more Hence, a lifetime of luck Entwined Revered Secured Deigratia! All love and respect Yes! Indeed, this day calls for a celebration. © 2020 Randolf Ramos |
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