A Father’s Love

I wrote a poem for Mother’s Day, so it seems only right that I should do one for Father’s Day as well. For this one, I decided to use the image of Harry’s stag patronus.

Silver light burning bright
Casting off the cloak of night
Chased by haunting soulless shades
Panic rises, courage fades
But a shield of love surrounds
Him and again his hope is found
The one who stood to keep him safe
And looked evil in the face
Whose dying screams are echoing
In thoughts these demons’ visions bring
Will stand and guard him once again
And keep him safe from deep within
His father’s love was never gone
But lives inside him, makes him strong
And charges forth in silver light
As his protector through the night

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