Hello Father Poem by Elliott Rosenberg

Hello Father



Hello father the angels have come,
To welcome spring a season to soon.
Deliverance is here for heaven has spoken,
Casting tears this vernal morning.

Hello father the angels have come,
To seal our hearts together,
A vestige of Eden,
a heavenly scar,
Leaving us in a vacuum of horror.

Fragrances of love will forever cherish,
A distant ambrosia of yearning,
For silence brews a yeast of hope,
Aged in a seraphim's barrel.

In heavens hands the dew remains,
waining the night away,
Discourse has aged but not in vain,
For a son, a daughter maybe a dog,
leave a footstep on the shore.

Somewhere across the withered vale,
Where every soldier falls,
We shall stand again as friends,
For true love conquers all.

Thursday, October 8, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: death,father,father and son,god,hope,passing,time,unity,virtue
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This poem was written for
Tim Parrot a gentlemen taken before his time. A dweller among nobleman. Although I only met him twice. He was a friend to all.
I see his clouds filling the fountains of heaven, pouring sunshine among all that need. A giver in our times whos ambiance will always radiate. To know him was to love him. A blessing in itself.
And so I wrote eliperu@cs.com for my friend Troy.....November 15h,2010....on a flight from Miami to Las Vegas.....
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
Close
Error Success