My Father - 4
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Oh Papa..
You filled in us,
Love for the beautiful -
A baby or a flower,
A girl or a river,
The ocean or the sky,
The deep or the high.
A landscape akin or alien,
A new thought,
A novel idea or
A soothing vibration
Emanating from sources
Strange and unknown!
Bu şiiri puanla
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