Tuesday, August 2, 2016

A Child's Universe

The Universe narrows to you and me.
My fathers eyes are all I see.
I orbit around his voices sound.
and all is right with the world….
 
A cave of warmth and strength.
A circle that narrows and expands.
My world a warm place safe from cold.
My fears can calm and subside.
 
In his Arms so strong and brave:
Refuge from pain and fears,
he dabs a cloth upon my tears,
and heals my sense of time.

This version is for my Dad, whose Birthday is August 19 1933

Original: http://fraughtwithperil.com/cholte/2012/02/27/a-childs-universe/

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