Introspection, reflection on past pain and forgiveness, after death.

Sown to the wind...   Dad, you left today and I never got to say goodbye I am left with so many questions Now I never will know why Did you ever really love me? Was I anything to you? You signed the papers to adopt me And my little brother too It must have been so hard To take on another man's offspring You hated him with passion But you loved my mom within In your anger you lashed out We took the brunt of it The beatings I remember I was the hardest hit Your words so filled with venom Tore deep into the heart I survived the battering My brother fell apart When my mother left you stranded Your tears fell openly And then it was I held you You were surprised that it was me In your gratitude you loved me It was what I always had desired I felt compassion for your pain Welling up from deep inside You were the only father That I have ever really known All the painful memories To the wind have now been sown...