Daddy
A whisper in the wind
of a hope I wish fulfilled.
A picture in the sky
of a dream in my heart.
A light in the darkness:
what I want from him.
The song blowing towards me
is stifled mid-way.
The clouds separate
and the picture goes away.
The light is shrouded
by the mist in the air.
Where am I going?
Nowhere.
I speak
but cannot make a sound.
I look
but cannot see.
I reach forward,
but fall short.
Where am I going?
Elsewhere.
You can’t leave me because I’m leaving first.
