Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Quietly he sits in a corner,
watching the world go by.
This man who appears slightly queer,
was to someone very dear.

His whole life
He has slogged it out
So his family never had to worry
In times of drought

Each wrinkle on his face told a story
Each story held a worry
The worries he never wanted
His family to carry

His heart felt heavy,
most of the time
But the smiles of his children
His heart; sublime

The sacrifices he made aplenty
The promises he made never empty
Only the best he wanted them to have
Even if it was till his very last breath


Despite them failing him at times
They never failed to brighten his world;
To make it shine

So quietly he sat in the corner,
Wondering if he had been a good father

If he had the chance to live again,
The same wife he’d choose
And the children, the same

The thought of another life,
He couldn’t bear
For as far as he knows,
Nothing compares

TGND

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