Fath, a guiding light in my darkest hour,
A beacon of strength, a source of power.
With a heart so pure, so full of love,
You lift me up, like a gentle dove.
In times of doubt, when I feel lost,
You’re there to show me the true cost.
Of giving up, of letting go,
You teach me to embrace the unknown.
Your voice, like music, fills my ears,
Washing away all my fears.
You speak with wisdom, with grace and poise,
Guiding me through life’s chaotic noise.
When storms rage and threaten to consume,
You are my shelter, my safe room.
With your steady presence, I find solace,
And from life’s trials, I make my promise.
To hold your lessons close to my heart,
To never falter, to never depart.
For in your wisdom, I have found,
The strength to rise, to astound.
So thank you, Fath, for all you’ve done,
For being my rock, my guiding sun.
Forever grateful, I’ll forever sing,
Of the love and light you bring.
Thank-you for reading. Many blessings to all.
Much love and light,
Brenda Marie
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