A Father's Son
Collecting my things as best I could
I head out into the barren woods.
Tempted to put it off another day
Though I mustn’t, I hear him say:
“Do this and I shall be proud,
Go forth and beyond the clouds
so that you may one day become
the figure that helped you see the sun.”
This sun has set, though this son I bet,
will grow to be a man and never forget
the words his father held in his breath:
“Do this and I shall be proud,
Go forth and beyond the clouds
so that you may one day become
the figure that helped you see the sun.”
The sun has arose, yet this son I do suppose
Is now a man as he should be
Will finish this task set forth from He
As recalls the words given to those
“Do this and I shall be proud,
Go forth and beyond the clouds
so that you may one day become
the figure that helped you see the sun.”
The sun has set, lest this son forget
He who taught him what he should know.
Returns to spread his ashes upon the snow,
A father this son will never forget.
Copyright © Christopher Looper | Year Posted 2016
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