My Writing

For my father

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Hurt, but not broken

I remember you

Years of laughter in the skies

Feet trodding by the trees

 

We saw many sunsets

Sunrises apart

I look back to you

You have floated on

 

When will I remember

To live as you lived

Sky gazing, tree gazing

Heart always open

 

Helping and healing

You walked under trees

Under the stalactites of Crystal Cave

Watched by the sequoias

 

You walked into our hearts

With your eccentric ways

Shouting tree names, Hare Krishna tunes

Showing us how to love ourselves and others

Showing us what an unhesitant heart looked like

 

I remember you

And I miss you a lot

Thank you for the pen-spiration

Your loving way is my aspiration

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