Remembering Him Gone

Sometimes life circumstances force us, To observe a loved one who has drifted away. I oft reason why the occasion was thus, And motivation for his impulse to stray. Was it unforseen things on life's plate, Or his inability to endure daily stress. Whatever his rational I'll never berate, Placing merit on choices or second guess. For I journeyed not one step in Joe's shoes, Or had to experience firsthand his troubles. Was it the incubus of Viet Nam I oft muse, Or did losing children leave life as stubble. I'll acknowledge he's endured a lot in life, Albeit much by his own hand's fashion. The sin of alcohol, war, or matrimonial strife, Has left family with only love and compassion. Knowing that lost years can ere be retaken, Leave just memories framing most days sad. But love and forgiveness will not be shaken, For he's still our missing brother and dad. served four tours in Viet Nam and missing since 1984