MY FATHERS SHOULDER

 It started out

Like any race

The others and I

Running our pace

Like life it was

A little rushed

Like life we tend

To keep things hushed

You try to make

It thru with hope

Sometimes that helps

You just to cope

But then it happens

What’s not rehearsed

That moment you fear

Might be the worst

Things break down

And fall apart

It is in HIM

You must have heart

And when you need help

To carry your boulder

You’ll always have

My Fathers shoulder

 

-Peace

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Comments
  1. mypenandme says:

    A beautiful poem about life and His love…

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