Heard It with My Eyes

Dear Child,

As a Father, let me speak to you.

You are so shrouded in what you need “to do”

Caught up in the everyday actions

You forget that it is all just a dim reflection

It is all temporary

Written, weaved to tell my story

I’m not asking you to neglect the things of the day

Instead, to look at them in a different way

Find no shame in what others call simple tasks

It is often with these that I can teach you best

Set your mind on things above, child

And whatever you do, do it with thankful love