A Simple Man
He was my Daddy
A simple man
Spoke his mind, never ran.
Articulating his words
Between his labored breath
Two words filled my head.
I didn’t want to hear
Even though I cared
I didn’t want to be there.
Two simple words
They could not be undone.
I wanted to run.
Daddy, I was afraid
Even though I prayed
One day it will be okay.
Deborah Ann Tornillo
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