Father

A mountain among hills. Depths beyond the seas.

The strength of ten, breaking faulty to their knees.

What beast they become, in times of need to save their kin.

The manner of resolute, fear and of love,

bring them forth to all form of sin.

O' Father mine. I be of thee, my skin, my blood.

You showed me pride, strength and mettle.

To never falter those my heart doth carry.

A love so strong, all beast of harm need fear,

he carry it deep within, often hidden from vision clear.

Burdened hard on soul of he. Many crimes, fears doth his eyes have seen.

He fight the death lest you to travel that road he himself been.

There be many thing a father cannot hinder,

although he will but try - nay, his life be on the line before that of thine.

'Pon his shoulders the world doth he carry,

give him chance of rest and pray his strength never falter thee.

More than thy consuming mind carry him in decades,

even beyond thy entry to this plain.

Show him kindness; he needeth that warmth.

May his demeanour not show - his heart doth long the embrace

that young babe placed within his hands' many moons and summers past.

Rest easy o' father of mine, I see thee. The turmoil thy soul carry harsh.

Hark, my spoken word doth falter, pray my word give more;

I carry on this love only father doth pass from his long passed.

Those that watch. Those that protect.

They before, pass through blood and soul as love doth do.