he is aging before my eyes
growing tired as he speaks
he will know us
a father lies as the son sits by his side
the thread of conversation jumping back upon itself
he will remember
the drugs so strong, they dull all
a daughter will help him drink
he will ask more of all of us
he will envoke a prayer and wrap it in a tear
a wife will sleep as best she can
he will trust in us
i strain my mind
shut my eyes tight against world
i will focus all that is in me
i will pray,
cry,
laugh,
remember,
dream,
and watch you pass.
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