A Father's Cry

Do you still remember?
How happy you get every November;
Or why not tell me,
Your silly jokes just like it used to be?
Your playful smile and laugh,
Your glowing eyes of wonder and delight—
Remember! Oh, please do.
Remember the days when I was with you.

When I’d say, "I am home"
You'd always send me back where I was from.
I'd laugh and tickle you,
'Cause I knew, deep inside, you missed me too.
I would tell you stories
Greece, sharks, ships, Vikings, buccaneers, pirates!
You'd just listen, believe.
Your innocence paid for your trust in me.

Should have cared for you more,
Than bedazzled by the ghost of before.
Should have seen you’re in pain,
And not just thought of my own loss and gain.
From then you've changed, adapt.
What Fool, I was! Too stubborn to react!
My selfish decision,
Turned everything into mere illusion.

My daughter of adventure
Chained herself in fear of my nature.
What pain for a father,
To vanish in the eyes of his daughter.
"No, please! Never forget!"
Silently pleading as she turned her head.
"Just please believe in me,
And remember your childhood memory."