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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.

Copyright © William Mosley | Year Posted 2014

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