Every man has a hero
the rock beneath their feet
and you are mine
my foundation and strength
throughout my younger days
as my eyes watched, my mind taking notes
for the time would come
to remember
in the uncertainty and chaos
each memory
my bricks of construction
for a new beginning
while cocooned in darkness
my memories the lessons
weaving the unopened wings of flight
waiting for the sun to emerge from its sleep
and once more you take my hand
as I step out from the shadows
reborn in the reflections of time

Dedicated, with much love, to my Dad

© JG Farmer 2017
Form: Free Verse


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