For a Friend

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 arose, yet this son I do suppose Is now a man - as he should be Will finish this task set forth from He As he 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.