Jovial
\n He is
\n It is his defining trait
\n Often laughing, smiling
\n Or filled with thunder and lightning
\n He is Olympian in nature
\n While being cuddly as a fluffy button
\n He is the diction definition
\n of Jovial in all senses
\n And part of why I adore him <\/p>\n
Ardent
\n In all he does
\n It is in everything he does
\n From how he showers those he loves
\n In inescapable affection
\n Or devestating, angry tantrums
\n Bounding, through fields of green
\n He holds nothing back to come galloping
\n When he sees you at greeting
\n How he weeps at every parting
\n And each dawn he greets life with joy renewed! <\/p>\n
Killed
\n Death is a swinging doorway for this loving maniac
\n He comes and goes from this world with an ease
\n That leaves we mortals gasping with shock
\n Only to see his easy smile again and hear him sing again
\n He throws himself on pyres, leaves us mourning, despairing
\n Then walks back in the room, wearing a different hat and suit
\n And asks us why we’re weeping, ‘Hey, baby, Death ain’t so bad.’ <\/p>\n
Ecstasy
\n Is in his eyes, his presence, his touch
\n He’s the only father I’ve ever known
\n Correction: the Truest I’ve ever known
\n If I despair when he leaves, it is ecstasy when he returns
\n To bring me back from the pain
\n Only he seems to know
\n With easy grace, he throws his hat into he room
\n and with me, he knows,
\n It will never be returned
\n He always has a place to hang his hat with me,
\n Jovial, Ardent, Killed filled and giving of Ecstasy<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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