As I sit thinking about my life, I sigh, pick up my head, and keep walking through this path I created for myself/ As I walk, I see many OBSTICALES in my path, I start to turn to try and avoid them but it did not happen fast enough, so I stumble and fall in a bottomless pit of pure darkness, what seemed to be my faith is not; Because out of this dark pit a set of hands reached in and pulled me out and gave me a set of shoulders to lean upon/ As he lets me lean on his shoulder I start to get timid; Because I have never had anyone to lend me their shoulder before, And he did this with no questions asked/ When he ask no questions I went on and put my trust in him to help me to my feet the way I started o so many years ago/ Now that I did this I will always have someone as strong as a rock so that if I happen to fall again he is strong enough to help me back up/ As I sit thinking about my life, I sigh and call upon him to help me back up/ Who is he, He is My DADDY! ! ! ! ! ! !
You dont appreciate what sacrifices they made until they are not there.Nice write Erin, Sid.
i really liked your poem i was really into the words you put in it
.......and keep appreciating him, Erin. Lovely poem. Fran x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Satuated with sweetness.