Father's Song Poem by Gregory Orr
Father's Song
Yesterday, against admonishment,
my daughter balanced on the couch back,
fell and cut her mouth.
Because I saw it happen I knew
she was not hurt, and yet
a child's blood so red
it stops a father's heart.
My daughter cried her tears;
I held some ice
against her lip.
That was the end of it.
Round and round: bow and kiss.
I try to teach her caution;
she tries to teach me risk.
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4/18/2024 1:20:31 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Wow...i absolutely loved it, there is powerful love from father we can remember till end of our life...This poem really touch my heart..as if it has my father soul's voice talking about how much his children mean to him..simply i love it