May 7, 2020

Father of all.


Father of day
creator of dew pastures
Sand...toes...warm fizzy drinks.
Trips away plus conversations.

Father of night
Sadness..pain..goodbyes..
Creator of odd Stuff 
Way things arrive and disappear.
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