Where is my father's guardian angel?
When his mind's confused,
When he's crying with frustration,
When his clothes smell of urine,
When joints burn with pain,
Where is my father's guardian angel?
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Awww...this is so touching. I think we all feel this way when someone we love is going through difficulty. I suppose in the light of eternity, our sufferings are but a millisecond. That thought is little consolation at the time though! Blessings, Pam
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In hindsight I shouldn't have put those words on here, just me getting feelings down rather than a real attempt at poetry, But thanks for understanding them. x
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