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Array ( [sid] => 160669 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => A Father's son [time] => 2010-06-18 18:14:44 [hometext] => [bodytext] => A little boy plays on the ground,

He swirls his finger in the sand around;

His eyes were glued to the ground,

Tear drops were just trickling down;

Watching him on a bench close by,

I thought I'd ask him why he cried;

My papa has died he sighed,

On hearing this my heart did divide.

Tiny hands around my neck I felt,

My shoulders with his tears were wet;

He asked me 'why did my papa lie?'

'He did not tell me he was going to die!'

'I want my papa where is he? '

'Do you know if he still loves me?'

I hugged the boy and held him close

I started to wipe his precious tears.

I said your papa would never lie

He must have not known he would die.

He loved you then,

He loves you still,

God took him for it was his will.

I held his hand and walked along,

And looked around for his mom.

She looked at me with yes so sad

I knew at once she missed his dad.

I went back home and cried the tears,

I had held inside me all these years;

I gave my son a hug and kiss;

I promised him 'We will always be like this'.

My own father I do miss

But now what counts is only this...

To love my child the days I am here

For I know not when God wants me near.

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A Father's son

Contributed by Avataar on Friday, 18th June 2010 @ 06:14:44 PM in AEST
Topic: FamilyPoems

A little boy plays on the ground,

He swirls his finger in the sand around;

His eyes were glued to the ground,

Tear drops were just trickling down;

Watching him on a bench close by,

I thought I'd ask him why he cried;

My papa has died he sighed,

On hearing this my heart did divide.

Tiny hands around my neck I felt,

My shoulders with his tears were wet;

He asked me 'why did my papa lie?'

'He did not tell me he was going to die!'

'I want my papa where is he? '

'Do you know if he still loves me?'

I hugged the boy and held him close

I started to wipe his precious tears.

I said your papa would never lie

He must have not known he would die.

He loved you then,

He loves you still,

God took him for it was his will.

I held his hand and walked along,

And looked around for his mom.

She looked at me with yes so sad

I knew at once she missed his dad.

I went back home and cried the tears,

I had held inside me all these years;

I gave my son a hug and kiss;

I promised him 'We will always be like this'.

My own father I do miss

But now what counts is only this...

To love my child the days I am here

For I know not when God wants me near.

Copyright © Avataar ... [ 2010-06-18 18:14:44]
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Re: A Father's son (User Rating: 1 )
by cashfan1 on Saturday, 19th June 2010 @ 02:54:40 AM AEST
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sad lines but so well expressed. thanks for posting.

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