’A Father’s Day Poem Through the glean of ocean sprays Lights shed upon th’ valleys lay A world of right and wrong. Upon that world there is a crown For ones who know wh’ is renown A love wrought for a song. Love knows no treasure great or small That is wrought by men’s many laws F’ whose distant cities long. Cities lay upon a hill Cast by ocean mists be still White rains to look upon For emerald sheaths and spires Raise to rye ruby towers Yet to us t’is a fog. Long the fellows wait for more The ocean’s breath, distant shores Awaitings ne’er be wrong. For God ‘as giv’n a life And you time to see the light Of ‘t prospers of thy sons. Happy Father’s Day Neifert, B. K.. My Collected Writings. Kindle Direct, 2017. ©2017 B. K. Neifert All Rights Reserved