Loving Father

Loving Father

I slept on the ground and looked upward,

the stars were twinkling as a polished diamond.

stars remind me of someone eyes,

glittering and sparkling with joys.

these eyes knew everything that I want  

these eyes sat by me when I want.

of course, these eyes are my father’s eyes,

who hold my finger when I was a child,

whose warmth of love saved me from every evil eye.

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