Mr Roy

I sigh at the sight of Mr. Roy, He seems a very loving man, A warmth he carries, That can be felt Even miles far away. I sigh at the sight of Mr. Roy, The heart laments the absence of warmth, I only wish words few of love, But often met with blows of curse, I look on and on but no escape meets. I sigh at the sight of Mr. Roy, I know there exists still love latent, Somewhere in the chains, Waiting to be discovered, By the full moon light. I sigh at the sight of Mr. Roy, I know the lamentations are sure to kill, What lives little of hope, I still seek the fatherly love, But the clouds shroud the moon still.....