Yeah, right...A two minute poem:
Dad, where are you? Away? Where you've been, I know not. Where you were remains mysterious, yet away from me are ye now. Where were you, and where have you been, where have you gone this time? Wondering? Are you with peace, and easiness, or troubled as I have been?...Seems I have travelled so very far while you have been elsewhere; troubled, I remain, but chin held high, looking forth. To love, as I have, has proven to be so very difficult, I seek bliss, yet when one has failed, also as I have, hurt causes me to question - everything........Ah, well, fresh eyes soon I hope.....Onward; Dad?