Guidance from the Graying Father
In the twilight of my years, my son, lessons I will impart
Wisdom etched upon my heart,
When seeking sweet love’s embrace,
Tread with care and grace,
For in the dance of hearts,
Seek a mind whose kindness is like morning dew,
A gentle soul touch that mends,
For love, is not a tempest with it’s own wiles,
It is a steady breeze that guides us toward eternity.
In the vast expanse of universes’ grandeur,
Let honesty be your compass, unwavering and clear.
For secrets whispered in shadows breed storms of doubt,
Causing love to be rend asunder,
Respect, my lad, is the sturdy oak’s embrace,
Its roots anchored deep, weathering through time,
Hold your partner’s dreams as sacred as your own,
And honor their essence, a beacon of love,
Your paths should mirror each others,
Shared values will be a cosmic bond sown.
Together, chart a course through life’s vast sea,
Where dreams embrace and never touch a maelstrom.
Never speak in riddles, nor let others drown your song,
For love thrives on words, even in silence,
Listen, to the whispers of the waves,
And weave your tales together, casting off to all shores.
Embrace the emotional tides, both tempest and calm,
Life will give you maturity’s beacon guide in each other’s love,
And weather waves together, forevermore.
Know this, my son: love’s voyage is not all fair winds,
Storms will dash your vessel, testing the knots that bind.
Yet in the wreckage of trials, you’ll find treasures rare,
Which will be a partner who mirrors your dawn and twilight,
Whose laughter ignites sunsets,
Whose tears grant you their insights.
Shadows will dance with light, and love forever renewed.
And so, as the sun dips low in the West,
May your heart unfurl its sails, love’s voyage blessed.
Find that kindred spirit, your compass and guide,
And sail toward horizons where love and dreams collide.
May these words be your compass,
As you navigate life’s vast ocean, under the same Sun.
