Recently my daughter left on a gap-year abroad,
She’s now far away, but she’s never ignored.
In the past, families split, new lives to create,
Living, apart, with no way to communicate.
My father’s also gone, his presence no longer I feel,
Seven years now separated, but I still know he’s real.
The Creator’s not seen, some say also not heard,
But for me God’s alive, and this is absurd.
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