Poem -

PATERNAL LOVE FOR ELDEST DAUGHTER - penned approximately a half dozen years ago.

PATERNAL LOVE FOR ELDEST DAUGHTER - penned approximately a half dozen years ago.

Heartstrings plucked tender swansong
upon hearing the plaintive wail of me
eldest lass
whose whispery voice barely audible
yet these keen practiced ears of father

detected tortured despair
her pounding headache
which wee hour of this morning
october third found me mentally fumbling

with helpless at her severe physical discomfort
and found my own ability to slip into a deep sleep
compromised on behalf of this darling dame
who (ever since her debut – fifteen years ago

this December twenty-second)
found predilection to be goaded into
surrendering thyself (and/or limited finances)
to fulfill wishes by hook or crook

lest self-disappointment manifest itself
once she ventures out into the blue beyond
i.e. the world wide web extant upon this terra firmae
leaving me with mere wisps of memories to cherish!

 

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Nine Eleven

I'm not educated enough to understand but my god, how it rolls so beautifully from the tounge.
 

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