by Storm Sage

Created on: March 01, 2009   Last Updated: March 17, 2009

I see you walking

Upon the street alone;

Sadness reflecting in your eyes

You are returning to an empty home.

Holding inside,

The pain you are hiding from us all,

Yet I can read you like a book, as you

Seemingly maintain your pride, remain standing tall.

The answer as to why

This path you are now on?

Now brings you to such pain,

All hope appears to be gone.

I can not answer you this,

But hope I can offer to you,

By letting you know I will always be here

To help you make it through.

It is the least I can do

For the life that you have given to me,

And above all else in life, dad,

I want you to be happy.

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