My Father.....

My Father

Splendor’s nourishment; flourishment of flowers as Flores
The light beckons forth white, you entice the night
Stars twinkle with white sparkles, light is splendor
White clouds float through the sky’s, the ocean has rise
Nourishment for birds, quenching waters with love
For you are the Saint, sent from Heaven above
The grass is quenched, envy bows his head
For your nurture inhabits the silence of stars
The night’s moon, shines white light on flowers and grass
Rivers sparkle, and flow through your garden
Splendor and nourishment, you bring forth love
You will always be a Saint, and a wonderful dove