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"A Father.. worried but loving"
by
Maria Reylan Garcia
I spoke to God one day.
In a very down to earth and casual way.
I was in silence and tranquility,
My heart is full of sincerity,
I told him then,
To help me find a friend,
Who will be with me.
As long as time would be.
A friend always there.
Kind and gives care.
A friend, humble and loving.
Gives me start, just like the dew of morning.
He replied that finding is no use.
So he won’t give me a booze.
He said just to follow your heart
It’ll lead the way,
That is all he have to say,
When he disappeared into the light.
It was a cold and starry night.
So I walked to my home.
I thought I find myself, there, alone
But I was wrong.
There was someone who answered my bell dong,
My father was there, standing.
He was worried looking.
He then said.
"Where have you been? I thought you were in bed,
I was worried sick for you.
Frightened, scared and nervous too.
For once I thought my Dad was mad,
Then I saw he was not in a mood that bad,
He then hugged and kissed me on the check and said,
"I love you, my child,
You’re safe now and okay, Don’t worry father’s here"
T’was then that I realized.
What God had said as he looked into my eyes.
That I don’t need to look for a friend.
Who’ll be with me ‘till the end.
It’s because that friend was already here.
Hugging me close, hugging me near.
I don’t need to waste my time looking.
After all I have a Dad, worried but loving.
That’s all I need, I guess.
A father.. worried but loving..
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