To Say Goodbye

He only stared at his son, not knowing what to say. Just tears slowly falling, for himself there is no new day. For as chances go, for him and his son this will be it. So he struggled with the puzzle of words trying to make this all fit. But what words could he utter that will last forever. Or what action can he take that will not be a worthless endover. Since so small is the boy that the man for the last time will see. With tears in his eyes he sadly asked will you even remember me. What kind of advice can he give that will keep the young man strong. Is there any counsel that will keep steady even when father is gone? Is the absence of a guide mean the ship will never set sail? If the student learns from no teacher shall he be destined to fail? And if he does fall will it be for good or forgotten. Asking his young offspring will your life produce fine fruit or rotten. Who will tell him about life and how to smile. How to love a girl and the combination to her heart to dial. Who will teach you to love sports and to never give up. To control your emotion while you do not erupt. Who will be there when no one else even cares. To help you stay stable on lifes crooked stairs. Who will tell you even in the smallest things he is proud. Teach you to never follow but walk ahead of the crowd. But through it all he knew when the boy grew up he will hate him or at least try. Will anyone ever tell him how hard it was to say goodbye.