The compassion in his eyes one can not miss,
Seeing his daughter ready to try her hand at success.
I see God in him,
Life of an aged child ready to bloom.
The twinkle in her eyes one can not miss,
Seeing her newborn , gifting her a soft kiss.
I see God in them,
Life of a mother and daughter waiting to stem.
The trouble and turmoil in his eyes one can not miss,
Seeing his life erupt in wretched bliss.
I see God in him,
Life of a martyr at the rim.
The respect in his eyes one can not miss
Seeing the man that his son was no less.
I see God in them,
Crowning a man with the mature gem.
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