Nothing To Say.

As I sit and write I find it hard to tell-a story of a man a story hard to sell as a child fatherless was his greatest gift -you see his mother was both, as if through good times and bad-the woman alway made him fill he had a dad stand strong,stand tall- loving words she gave as she never would crawl, she knew her fillings she could never show-you see tears were never part as you know, she worked hard and did her best-but time after time life brought her a test, he left when the forth was three months old-days were hot as the nights were cold another man leaves another child-yet she was positive always with a smile, seven kids she gave life-seven kids yet left lonely and cold ...the forgotten wife, poverty and cancer were her biggest fights-I think it was loneliness in the night, as her kids grew and left her alone-most cried about there dad never being home, with there life's lost in regret-one moved forward giving her the up most respect, time went on as her eyes faded like night-he could see she no longer wanted to fight, she dried her tears and put on that smile-you know son I felt this way for awhile, listening to her he seen life took it's toll-his mom his light grew old, as tears fell from all eyes- lying her to rest he remembered being by her side, he found happiness as the birds carried her away-moms gone to a better place today no more tears no more lonely nights-looking around he seen this was now there fight, they all raged and cried-not this one he had opened up his eyes, to this day there still looking-for him his life was her smile and up he was looking, years have past and came the news-the eldest father was ill and dew, as they asked with remorse-he never bated an eye he never lost changed course, it may sound mean even a bit cold-but you see his dad passed as the story told, only one made him who he is-she rest above with a smile just like his, he has no regret or anger-he didn't know the man who was his father, nothing bad to say nothing good-she was my dad and this I understood.