The Wall

There is a wall of ice between us. 
I see a frosty glimmer of you,
A semblance of the face of many years ago. 
It has thickened year by year. 
Come sun or rain or a hail of fire it will not thaw. 
On my side ive grown into a man yet inside im still a child. 
On yours you count your days and wrinkles. 
We both refuse to chisel at our stone walled hearts. 
Yet i know beneath our weathered skin my child yearns for a father who in turn longs for his son. 
Before our days are done i hope we bore a man shaped hole in this cold and dark divide. 
As in yours there is a hole in my cold heart which only you and I can fill

familyfather sonforgivenessfree verse

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