A love That Sees You, in Your Every Frame

In turmoil’s tempest, shadows fall,
Anger surges, darkness calls.
He sees no monster, lurking deep,
But fragile fragments, I long to keep.
Through hardship’s trials, he holds me tight,
Darkness and light, in his loving sight.

Tears like rivers, spirit wanes,
Hope diminishes, joy remains.
Laughter’s wings, songs so silly,
Exuberance overflows, night turns chilly.
Loud and unrestrained, a peculiar sound,
“Corky” moments, in my laughter abound.
He doesn’t recoil, or turn away,
In every sway, he sees beauty’s display.
Quirks and whims, playful grace,
He treasures every silly facet, in its place.

Dearest child, with eyes so bright,
Father’s love, a guiding light.
Chaos and calm, he embraces all,
Broken fragments, healing balm.
He sees the wonder, deep inside,
Hidden strengths and passions, reside.

Beloved child, you deserve the same,
A love that sees you, in your every frame.
Tempests and sunshine, tears and dreams,
Whispered hopes, and conquered screams.
Settle not for less, than wholeness and truth,
Tenderness and love, in eternal youth.
In your heart, a treasure lies,
Mirrored in your father’s eyes.

Remember, child, you’re worthy of love’s embrace,
Every facet cherished, in its rightful place.
Your father sees beauty, in all that you are,
So too will the one, who’s meant to go far.

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