Father (Love Poem)
He had sunken, slightly disappointed, kind eyes,
Illness barely gave him 3 score years and 10.
He always expected that God would intervene,
To prevent business failure after Biblical 40 years.
Trusting faithfully to the end – a gentle man.
“Look after your Mother” – his last words to me.
poem by Ian Beckett
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