A poem for Dad by Toolman890

Categories: Poems

The following is a poem by [[braincels]] user Toolman890:

In the years of first awakenings, at the dawn of all my days,
My father’s hand was steady, and his wisdom lit my ways.

He built from roots and timber, a shelter strong and wide,
He bound the storms around us, and stood steadfast at my side.

He tamed the fire of burden, he bent the steel of strife,
He carved from stone and silence the pattern of a life.

And voices, deep resounding, proclaim with reverent breath:
The strength of one who guided is stronger yet than death.

Arise, O Father, in your might — your kingdom shall not fade.
For the spirit you’ve instilled in me is the fortress that you made.

==See also==

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