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My Father
Karyn Indursky
5/20/09

You’re my eyes
Guiding me
Throughout my day,
Good, bad, indifferent.

You’re my ears
Assisting me
When mortality stands
In my way.

You’re my nose
Smelling roses
through life’s thunderstorms
Or superficiality.

You’re my mouth
Tasting sweetness
When I feel
Bitter and discombobulated.  

You’re touching
My soul to
Grow, expand, accept
Knowing you’re…

My faith.
My strength.
My courage.
My Father.