Gratitude Love at Last Reaped

Dearest Daddy of Elation - Gratitude Love at Last Reaped
Dearest Daddy Of Elation
Dearest Daddy, Oh! how I have missed our productive conversations...the flow from you to me, the feeling of you understanding, the admiration of love... courteous and rewarding. The expression of life curtailed into completeness, like all the street lamps glowing spontaneously.
Yes! Daddy our beginnings breathing a love so developed, they never burn out or retreat, they just journey on deep and knowing like a constituted soul so satisfactorily full on contented rejoicing belief. As if like time, the action of constancy... singing its way truthfully for us and respectively laced with blossoms of coloured maturing essence.
Oh! Daddy, this tenderness of real life, happens for a reason...it is like a sunbeam of hope fixed upon patient minds, smothering us with recognition of beauty in an uplifting glory...so immaculate earth's enemies are kind.
Yes! Daddy, the deepest truths call out with an old roar, a wisdom, we gallantry preserve to actually know it exists, this wisdom so sanctified the power to feel gifted... bleeds a strength of imperialism so amazing the world wants to stop, listen and hear.
Oh! Daddy, The enlightenment like falling stars...becoming new again like miraculous birth in a natural silent air of peace and goodwill. As if we are walking on the cleanest possible location of sincerity...blessed with a pure ambiance, releasing that once in a lifetime challenge so unique and certain that we are earnestly justified on life.
Yes! Dearest Daddy, Plentiful pride actually exists...it's like it is multiplied, stretching out across the twilight depths of impossible destinations. The sheer love Daddy is a sun welcoming dream of daylight deliberation.
Yes! Daddy, the conditions of beauty easily excel, waking you up gasping for breath... at the very sight of cascading light of dawn's morning rhythm, the potential daddy, is such a comfortable rendition, a treasure of hindsight expanding with daylights decorated momentum, Oh! Daddy it's like looking through a golden eye at all the masterful dew, the plainness of morning turning into a vision like a commended holy bell in a church steeple.
Yes! Daddy, it's like we are sitting at the top of the universe higher than homes brilliance. That full symphony orchestra playing like summers instinct. Whilst seeking out the hidden child's smile, worthy and cherished in forgiveness. At last breaking the silence with a celestial intelligence... a lot like the first company of pure snow.
Oh! Daddy, just imagining the wholeness of our spirits calling out...proclaiming life's dignified energy. Hearing at last the perfect combination of cheer so pleasing all eyes comprehend like never before, the lasting reward daddy, everything daddy.
Yes! Daddy, The gentle drops of the rain, the rainbows of colourful awe, the lightning and thunder delivered so superb. All those trees of magnificent height and standing, birds of grandeur... majestic like King and Queens’s grace.
Oh! Daddy the gift of life reinstated, the wholesome lullaby of enchantment, the seasons mystical presence naturalised, suns holy beams true bond of strong warmth, wilderness rising tall...renewed and flourishing. Mmn Daddy, this gratitude love sneaks up unseen but Daddy the way it shapes and fashions itself, the grass just melts a wholesome green of familiarity.
Daddy, just inseparable passion...a quality supreme. Our rudiments, our land so pure an effortlessly inviting...embracing us all into its fold. Oh! The oceans so deep with exhausting beauty, nutriment like flowers fresh and delivered. A perseverance brought home Daddy, that consumes you in an eternal plight of happiness perfected affectionately.
Oh! Dearest Daddy, The wind calling out almost human with out a disguise, the world daddy so primed, blazing with zest like a fire within. Moments will... measured in a sureness, created beautifully tame. It's like the bubbles of all blessings rose in a lighter air opening the door to live well.
Yes! Dearest Daddy, there is nothing else that matches mother natures godliness, our footsteps of enquiry tread victory, friendly smiles like innocence run persistent and free like that secret desire of destiny. This life is composed of listening soundly... even in sleep, so as to flatter the socks off the sheep.
Oh! Daddy, the horizons so far and so magically deep. The simply trueness of the kindred promise... awakens the moonbeams exactness to compliment the earth with a sublime honesty, unmistakably rich and all those keepsake illusions alive with their outstanding courage. Delicate dark... unknowable but with faith the flight is evident and great. You see Daddy, ignorance of this hope love is like a brilliant sky without sparkle, without purpose, Yes! Daddy lacking the will to proceed.
Yes! Daddy, it's like those mountains of probable peace, they are painted with admiration to lovingly cope, always believing with a light of conquerable fate. As well as those healing words that are like great fruits cultivated in such away they're tasteful and tantalising. Allowing all to experience a garland of love laid out upon the heart's harvest, increasing the vision of fearless heaven.
Oh! Daddy, the genius mind... writes the final prayer preparing for a longer infinite grace, crowning all in the unity that will never break. Pledging this joy to another is self... matured, into a sweetness that is revealed in a fragrance like a running stream, Yes! Daddy that flowing current ambition.
Dearest Daddy, if we can just see it, all instruments of life will be tuned to adore with an uniqueness an emblem for sure. With tears of sorrow finally removed we can walk home... alive, grown erect, shining so bright to a boundless sea of aggregated generous thought.
And Daddy, in all the clement remembrance of things passed we will be guided by the ripeness of our own peaceful sense and whilst the stars of tranquillity glow, we will find discipline and ever growing thanks in the depth of our own solitude.
Yes! Daddy, we will march swiftly and accurately in the silence of the night and dignified way and we will stand on a platform like resurrection day witnessed. We all will rise Daddy...to be worthy, we must rise and seize every opportunity of love to believe, whilst responding grateful.
Dearest Daddy and our great surprise stories of honour will be blessed with instruction and stark endurance to capture and captivate the curious stunning faces, bodies and souls, to take them beyond existence to inherit a gentle song of grounding substance like the birds confident inspiring wings.
Oh! Daddy, at last reaping a gratitude love so movingly faithful like Noah's Ark, that the blameless soul... will never intentionally forget the birth of this divine historical day. Yes! Daddy no human fears can now burden thy course or lose sight of its holy deliverance... for that pure wonderment is at last felt and known.
Dearest Daddy, the hour has got away on me...I must turn in now and find a sleep of passionate vocation, I'm so glad we talked, it has been so breathtakingly special, the first signs of daylight will soon be stirring with a dance of breath polished and admiring, there's no way I'd ever want to miss it, for it is an advantage one must live and conquer as time begins. Goodnight now and always forever in your light.
Love Always
Your Precious Daughter of Poetic make