I Am My Dad's Favorite Poem by Susheela Alexiose
I Am My Dad's Favorite
Why I loved you in the first place
When I knew for certain who you are
Why I trusted you foremost
When I knew whom you belong to
Silly me, I believed every word spoken to me
Which tasted like honeycomb
As it healed my wounds
And refreshed my broken spirit
Dad as always, can't bear his daughter
Being cheated, fooled and teased
As I am always his favourite
No matter how much I back slide
He reveals hidden secrets
He strips hearts naked
Shows me the real truth
And opens my blind eyes
He reveals hidden secrets He strips hearts naked Shows me the real truth.From your Dad you come to God.......... i liked this comparison. yes God is our real Dad and the Dad here in this world is also our dear Dad. how fortunate we are to have two dads..
Which tasted like honeycomb As it healed my wounds And refreshed my broken spirit.seeing God as your real dad and in your loving dad seeing the caring face of God. lovely poem dear poetess. tony
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6/1/2024 6:08:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
One can read that poem only with a heavy heart, .. great writing. ! ! !