Drifters Snow

A feeling fell,another too a feeling fell out of the blue in snowy drifts the flakes have gathered on our faces feelings lathered on his bed your father's dying from a lack of feeling ,crying withered fingers reach beseeching for the touch of feeling,teaching feelings falling from his eyes could you,can you, still despise how he never showed emotion now he's crying you an ocean Yet too late ,your heart is broken all his tears are just a token .... still ,compassion makes you lie you dry his tears and say Goodbye.