Father

Here's the best version of that thing I called "my rhymes"//deleted. Now that's poetry! Written by wonderful TemporalTwins

We trust his tales
of far blue skies,
Where he's soared
and where we'll rise.

He's never failed
for us, his kin.
Come a fight,
he'd always win

In our hearts
he always stays.
Our father dear,
the dad we praise.