For My Father... Poem by delilah contrapunctal.... yes, that's how I intended to spell it.........

For My Father...



we exchanged
many words...
some were charged with fire, with fear...
but
always with love....
.with encouragement,
..... at times difficult to see...to feel
to understand....
in retrospect,
in fact, in a certain sort of always,
those that chose to live in me, with me,
are both the simplest and most fluidly complex of all....
'every day you are born again'.....

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