I’m longing for home, it’s been way too long
Have I forgotten your face
After being together for so long
Side by side in the very same place?
In the very beginning we both were together
You gave me directions - I took your suggestions
You sent me down so I could learn
All on my own; for that I yearned
Now one step down from that Celestial town
Every time I fall--- please be there when I call
I called you ‘Dad’ then, I call you Dad here,
I’ll call you Dad once again…but if it’s not any bother
Let me call you Father
Dear Father… my Mother I know you love Her
Will you please send good weather
For that great get together when time comes to an end
When our new life begins- and all things become new
We’ll bid the old life adieu- what will the new life bring?
We’ll fly on angel’s wings…please save a spot for us
If it’s not any fuss we’ll get on the bus
And take it to the end… I can’t wait to see you my friend—
dear Father
---c aaron
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Christopher, this poem is so heartfelt and captures your family on this earth with the hope of you all meeting your spiritual Father at the end of this life.
A great read.
Tamara thanks for your comments - some poets write fiction but this guy, even though the message isn’t specifically for him, (this one is) writes about things that are or could happen-
Excellent write, beautiful read. Wonderfully put, thank you
Thank you Laurenroe for the comment--it is most fulfilling for me when someone else can feel what I felt when the poem was written.
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