Him Poem by Phil Soar

Him



As a boy, he tickled me,
As a man, he set me free,
When lost, he was my guide,
As a father, he inspired,
Without him now, I feel bereft,
I wish to God he never left.

Friday, June 5, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: fathers day
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