the father
loves his daughter.
holds her
as long as he can with
each short visit.
he whispers
to her his adoration.
the glow of both
brightens the room.
nearing the end
of life
it becomes clearer,
what matters most,
what doesn't.
this does.
Monday, April 30, 2018
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