Will I See Him Agin
I look at the sky, and ponder.
Will I see him again.
He was more then a father,
He was more then a friend.
He was their in my beginning,
But not at my end.
I never told him Thank You,
but I think he knew.
I'm older now, and I understand.
He did his job, he made me a man.
I look in the mirror, and ponder,
Will I see him again.
His image comes back for me to see,
He's gone. So how can this be?
I gaze in the mirror,
And I began to see.
He's not gone,
He's the man in Me!
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