A Father's Lines (7) Poem by Elna Nel
A Father's Lines (7)
a moment with you
on the sweeping shore
heads low against winds
and pelting sand's peak
patrolling the past
believing for more
a moment to breathe
a promise to be patient
to be free to stand
with feet in water's hand
and feel the breaking
of peace in the land
we're trying to find
this time saying things
that we mean instead
and let the wind blow
us a trimming choice
to hold on to us
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12/13/2024 4:09:57 PM # 1.0.0
WOW what a poem. I just read all seven parts and it was great. It should be published in a book. Very nice work.