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Our Father

blooming daffodils amid the emerald sea make us giddy
as rabbits sail through the waves
the sun toasting our skin with the most bewitching kiss
the ancient oak, silent sentinel, guardian of our paradise
He waits ready to relieve us from the warm summers sun
the wind rubs us in the most enchanting manner
the willow is singing somewhere far off
the wind gives one last kiss
then the flowers whither
the great oak eternal and omnipotent

Author notes

my father never forced me to do anything he just guided me, let me make my own mistakes but helped me put myself back together

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  • nobodys-girl
    April 9, 2008

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    i think that's so cool that you had that kind of relationship. thankyou so much for entering my contest and good luck!


  • InfiniteCaitlin
    March 28, 2008

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    I'm glad this is the poem that beat me out for the gold. this really is great. And I feel it. I think you should check out my contest. I could use some genuine pieces.


  • CarolDesjarlais silver member
    March 28, 2008

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    Oh the metaphors and iamges in this write are incredibly beautiful.... I lvoe how the daffodils and rabbits show up in waves in my mind... Stunning write.