SUNSET

I felt his words As he said, "I'm staying this time." We were finally promised a father, Even though we had already grown. Then came the homecoming party, And Dad took a bite of the cake. "So sweet," he said, "It went straight to my heart." But then he fell, A heart attack, swift and strong— Enough to bring down a man so tough. He awoke on a bed, wrapped in wires. Drips fed him life, Yet his voice remained steady. "This time, I am not leaving." But anger swelled inside me. "Why were you always on the run? Why couldn’t you stay? Weren’t Mom and I enough?" Then it struck again—his heart. Breathing heavy, he whispered, "I’m sorry." He saw the light. "Well… have a good time then, son." And his eyes closed for the last time. This time, he left— Never to return. The path was set once more, And finally, he could rest in peace.