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When a father cries out for the love of a child, time stands still and awaits the outcome. The light you see is just your angel watching over your shoulder.
Alone you see yourself, covered by your mask.
Life presses issues home to your mind. You
strike out in protection of what remains of you.
Why the mask son? Why hide who you are?
For many have traveled down the road of
veins tracked and dragons chasing only to
find peace in the only reality that they know.
Death becomes no man before his time as
this life I have lived on the battlefields that I still
Remove your mask my son and be just you.
Within all that is good and all that is evil there you are.
I did not leave you, yet my tears have been spilled over
and yet over again.
Glassy eyes watch me as I try and live the life that
besets who I am. I am my father’s son- I think not.
For within the heart ache of a broken home, love
The mask hides the beauty that lies within your soul.
The power that genetics bestowed on you from your
father is revealed in the passion of your heart.
You were born of your mother, captivated and
Choices you made, and only you have brought you
to the precipice of life.
An escarpment high- that only those who have
traveled will ever know.
You will never fly my son beyond your dreams.
The mask you wear traverses feelings meshed
together with the turmoil that is life.
Is life so bad and so late, that time stands still?
Is evil so rampant in your soul, that good no longer
Remove the mask my son and yearn for the honor
that belongs just to you.
For a father’s tears fall each time I see you fall.
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|Reviewed by Debra Baker
|Your heart pour out to your son in this write. Powerful indeed. I hope he grasp and hold on to the dear lessons in life, most of all listens to the words of his Father, making him proud.|
|Reviewed by Debby Rosenberg
|heartfelt from a father to a son...it is hard to let them be who they are...all you can do is love them mask and all|
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Oh my,very powerful words dear man,missed ya..as always enjoyed...have a wonderful day Randy...Hugssssss
|Reviewed by Dawn Anderson
|You have touched my heart with this and have brought tears to my eyes.|
|Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan
|what incredible love lies within this write--deeply moving|
|Reviewed by Eileen Granfors
|This is a touching poem of the power of love. The photo is amazing and true. Eileen|
|Reviewed by Staci Gansky-Wagner
|Beautiful write for your son. The light in the photo is something you are correct.|