He Who Always Looks
He Who Always Looks
Staring right into her eyes,
He stood there fierce shedding his sweat and blood;
Like an umbrella of protection from her fears, emotions, and tears.
He long knew she's a flower growing through the harsh mud and dust
So decided to be the roots to her buds.
His immense love and passion touched all pieces of her soul.
Strong did she transpire with the courage in all her roles.
Proud old father yet stood there staring at her emerge and grow.