The first time I saw your face
It was with infant eyes:
Learning to place sounds with sights,
Starting to say Daddy.
And then it was with childish eyes:
Learning to find love in discipline,
Starting to know rules.
And then it was with youthful eyes:
Learning to find uniqueness in oneness,
Starting to sense identity.
But like a candle in a gale
Your life was snuffed out
The last time I saw your face
It was with reverent eyes:
Trying to remember your smiles and your frowns,
Pledging to treasure you
Always.
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