The Silent Rock

He is very smartly dressed 'Sir', you might hear him being addressed No one would even think he might be distressed His smile does not hint that he is stressed Yet he has just learnt his daughter is clinically depressed At a loss he is, completely clueless A hero to his daughter he ought to be To have his progeny look up to him with eyes so hopeless Unable to fight the enemy now faceless For he is completely powerless 'Worry not my dear', his wife says I will be with you all the way And this dragon for our daughter we will slay Dead as a door nail it will lay For I believe in you, she says With loving eyes he looks at her This wonderful creature believes in me, he realises For with absolute resolve in her eyes Her love, support and belief in him manifests And with a sigh of relief he hugs her Inhaling the scent that is uniquely hers A plan of action he formulates On how to aid his ailing daughter Noting the subtle changes in her spouse A prayer slowly into the sky drifts For she now knows That all will be well in her world.