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@ Poetstry
2025-05-22 02:55:09
The #dawn light finds my face,
A quiet, #holy space.
Before the #icon wall,
I catch the whispered call.
The #lampada's soft fire,
Feeds a #father's #prayer.
For #children still in bed,
#Blessings softly spread.
For wife, my life, my #grace,
Shine #peace upon this place.
The #cross I wear so deep,
While the household's asleep.
This #first light breaking through,
Makes all the #world feel new.
A fragile, hopeful start,
Held #close within my #heart.
#OrthodoxDad #ChristianParenting