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How can I say
you are my greatest joy?
I show the world
what it would like to see,
my child smiling at me,
whom I love more than life,

but at home I feel weak
when you hold your ground
for hours, and yet I say,
stay strong, this is what you need
since you were born:

a father who is a mighty fortress
built to protect, but I’m imperfect
and walls may tumble down
and then where would you be

if you stumbled in a dark forest
and you lost your way
back to that tired fortress
now only a frame of stones
and wood gone soft, a home
meant to last, your parent
there when needed and always safe.

By Rüdiger Rückmann
Written on 15 March 2017

 

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