Silence

Dunno what to make of this.suppose its poetry.started writing and this is result. For Dad.

You didn't make a sound
I still don't know
If you tried to make a sound
make yourself heard.

If you were here now
what would you say?
If you were here -
I'd tell you
I'm going away.

And somewhere deep inside
I knew you must be proud
Even though you didn't make a sound.