I remove my thick cloak, wet with prideful tears. My shoulders weak, and heavy from nights of loneliness.
My face is dark, and stained with worry, my beard long, thick and untouched.
My skin hardened and experienced, my smile confused, from a thousand days of travel.
I stand, my once powerful arms opened to your doubtful gaze.
The moment you spy my deep dark soulful eyes you know my soul.
You step into my familiar embrace. Our aching hearts healed and combined. Your tear dashed face buried in my broad chest.
"Daddy!"
-Johnny V.
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