The Father Who Cares

"I call out 

Is no one there?

The imagination 

Of the atmosphere 

I called out 

My memories stare 

The past and present 

Of ones held dear

Icalled out

But not in fear

I learned my lesson 

Of the Father who cares."

This poem is about: 
My family


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