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the storm was you
you said you worried about me
that i seemed like i was on a boat
heading into a storm
alone
(then you left)
it turns out the storm was you
and the rainbows
come without you
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Father
Today, I gave birth to my Father I held him close in my arms and kissed his forehead whispering, “I love you so much” and rocking him (so gently) Today, I protected my Father kept him safe, held and fed when He stumbled, I caught him (gentle hearts) Today, I disciplined my Father gave Him…
