When I heard the news,
The stars above fell,
The flowers palled,
The trees wilted,
And the sun eclipsed with a gory red moon,
Fear creeped in me
Clasped all around me,
Murmured grim lies.
The anxiety is wholly,
Oh father, please come back safely
I truly miss you,
Please don't leave me this soon.
I love you.
-A.S-
