Inspired by a 3 year old. His mother had three children from three different dads and when the other two would leave for the weekend, his dad would never come pick him up. When asked why he was sad and what was in his heart, he said, "empty trees in my heart".

Father, Father…
Where can you be?
There’s nothing but empty branches of trees.
Calm is the wind
Leaves fall to the ground
Are you hiding from me, are you nowhere around?
Mother, Mother…
Where can he be?
Is he lost in that forest?
Is he looking for me?
Where is my father?
How can I start…
To live out my life
With trees in my heart…