My Father’s Eyes

Soft and hazy
lightly brown
I have my father’s eyes

Pain and shame,
depth of hurt
behind a kind disguise

Quick to judge
quick to glare
to see she as less than I

Glance of anger
shameful stare
I have my father’s eyes

Brooding gazes
self-deprecation
I fall victim to the lies

Lofty glances
no second chances,
I have my father’s eyes.

To see the hurt
to feel their pain
to hear the silent cries

To care beyond
what I can see,
give me my Father’s eyes.

From lonely places,
to know what grace is
to believe in second tries.

To see the lost
to bring them home
give me my Father’s eyes.

Turn my gaze
from on myself
Watch as the old me dies

To see the world
love it like He,
give me my Father’s eyes.

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