That Day
See, it's the Risky Truths
that we try to brush under the rugs,
replacing them with fantastic fantasies,
but we never seem to realize,
until THAT day, that those fantasies
that were so easy for us to build,
may not be so easy for our children to.
And it is on that day,
the day you meet truth,
the day your child meets truth
and comes to you, their hero,
with broken eyes, asking "why",
on that day,
a catastrophic wave of guilty insignificance hits your soul,
and with a truthful tear
overshadowed by a denying voice,
you say, "well there was nothing daddy could've done."
But until then,
until that day,
if ever that day,
life is...fantastic
Copyright © Robert Brown | Year Posted 2008
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