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For my father

Posted on August 16, 2011 by Peter Sanford Kahrmann

In all times

And in all lives

There are moments filled

With the sincerest intimacy

You and I

Shared such moments

And I thank you

And love you

For those times

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Note: I wrote this the day after my father died on August 16, 1969. I wrote it alone in his room. I was 15. My father was and is the greatest gift my life has ever given me.

3 thoughts on “For my father”

SBRyden on August 16, 2011 at 5:57 pm said:

That was beautiful, Peter.You have such a way with words!Love you,

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Jennifer Rybak on June 16, 2013 at 9:35 am said:

C’est tellement BEAU, what you wrote when you were grieving and only 15 years young…<3

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Christine on June 17, 2013 at 1:33 am said:

You and your dad must have traveled many, many lives together. And although I’ve never heard you discuss reincarnation and perhaps you never thought about your connection with your father as spanning lifetimes over centuries and maybe even millennia , in the moment you wrote this- you were entirely connected to that reality- all of you: body, soul, mind, heart and spirit.

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