The Daddy Poems (Footsteps)
Even when my mind was only balloons
Icecream cones, and pocket full of knotty strings
I stared into your eyes and I saw ruins
My dreams would not go near, even without wings.
I would not inhabit the distance and silence
That wrap around you, becoming walls
And for all my glory I would bring evidence
Nothing could make my ambition stalls.
O time is a river and we flow to the sea
From the hills where we were born, and you are gone
But footprints like fossil my write history
And my footsteps follow downhill into your dawn
And I can see my face in the stream's flood
My footsteps retraced to the salt edge of tears
Find you lingering in latent tides of my blood
And I become more like you in the coming years.
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