Dear, dear, dear father

Dear, dear, dear father,
Bless my road, full of pins,
You are like our tender mother,
Singing songs with yummy grins.
We are asking God to heal you,
With His Holly Spirit....Doves
Chirping, glorifying. " Will you,
Plant in soul`s garden cloves?"
Thinking, thanking you for care,
For you love and big warm heart,
Bumpy road simply bear,
Fighting poisoning  sharp dart.
Please, be well ,
Please, live, like gladness
On your smiling open face,
Easter color: redness...redness
Pure Mother....
Bluish Grace!