Sep 11, 2021
Father
You once promised me forever
As we foraged in the forest.
You were my mentor through space and time.
You were a comrade in arms,
You were a port in a storm.
You were a wise elder,
A light in the darkness,
Down through the years.
Steadfast, dependable,
Surefooted through the fog of war.
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Anne Saddler lives in Cornwall. She is a prolific writer in a variety of genres & a citizen journalist. A former lecturer, she now works as a Funeral Celebrant.
