for my father on Memorial Day
Sent you went to do what you were meant to
But it meant something what you went through
If I look closely I can see the scars
Of all of the scars that are unseen
But if I look closer I see the stars
Of all of the worlds of us between
The hope of the universe hanging on
To what though forgotten is not gone
A little something from the other side
To be or not to see to decide
To be after all for my having seen
For having been along for the ride
From the side where you are alive again
This is the meaning I think you mean
When it gets meaningless not to forget
Our this is it is not over yet
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Love ya!
Jane
Maybe you have some of the same questions for your father?
Ron