Fill in the blank (for my father)
Fill in the blank
Why are we here?
Question we all ask out loud in the madness of silence
In birth many have a clean slate
From the time we take a breath of air
Oh the dreams are endless
Nursery rhymes and fairy tales
Then we see others at an age where it seems cool to help others
While attaching in this human need of love
Ones that will always be inside of one’s heart
Not realizing the slate with these is permanent
Years go by, time with these loved ones is now in stone
Never realizing on our exterior how crucial part to you they are
Until we get that message whether it be phone or in person
It’s the ended slate of the part they played
Sudden too sudden
In the numbness of this and the foggy mind clears
Greif turns to gentle warmth of compassion
With honor and a sense of being
Back to the slate
One’s can fill in the blank
Why are we here?
Question we all ask out loud in the madness of silence
In birth many have a clean slate
From the time we take a breath of air
Oh the dreams are endless
Nursery rhymes and fairy tales
Then we see others at an age where it seems cool to help others
While attaching in this human need of love
Ones that will always be inside of one’s heart
Not realizing the slate with these is permanent
Years go by, time with these loved ones is now in stone
Never realizing on our exterior how crucial part to you they are
Until we get that message whether it be phone or in person
It’s the ended slate of the part they played
Sudden too sudden
In the numbness of this and the foggy mind clears
Greif turns to gentle warmth of compassion
With honor and a sense of being
Back to the slate
One’s can fill in the blank
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