My Fathers God
I never knew my fathers God
I do not know for sure he had one
He is in heaven now but one could argue
That he never left
He had a way about him
A way that felt so right
You could see it when
He walked the woods
And meadows on starry nights
He didn't just belong here, He blended in
He became part of where ever he was
Even the animals loved him,
My Father, so gentle so kind.
Who was the guide for this one so right?
This one so close must have had
A confidante, someone to guide
For a wiser one I have never known.
To be with him was to be serene
To converse without words,
To know without doubt that all is well
To be with him was to never be alone
The worries of the day just went away
And we were free.
Yes, I never knew my fathers God,
And I do not know for sure but I think...
He is one
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Poet's Notes about The Poem
So, basically, who is Our Fathers God?