Monday, June 4, 2018


There the old man sat
Lonely. Deep in thought
His past
Despite time, still haunts
He wondered about
Those he left behind
His doubt
A cloud
Always on his mind
His girls are now grown
Do they think of him
Of what
He's become
Of how he left them
His mind remembers
Every single day
His tears
What he threw away
Visitation day
How it torments him
He prays
For strength
Forgive him his sins

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