I envision your eyes,
Are they blue, gray, black or green?
Is your hair black, brown or blonde?
Are you white or black?
Tall or short,
These things I wonder about you….
The pierced palms on your hands,
How big are the scars?
Are they still visible?
The thirty nine strokes you received,
Did they leave scars too?
These things I wonder about you.
What thoughts do you have of me?
They always say you have good thoughts of me.
You hold me in highest regard,
I choose to believe that,
Because no one can let his child die for another,
Your love is unconditional.
I picture you walking by my side,
That is why I don’t fall,
I feel your hug when I am dreary,
I feel your love when am teary,
I feel your hand calming my storms,
I feel your presence in all I do,
Because on that dreadful day,
You saved me from death
Thank you father
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