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Known to some, Unknown to a Reflection of Himself.

March 21, 2016
By Dillie PLATINUM, New Bethelehem, Pennsylvania
Dillie PLATINUM, New Bethelehem, Pennsylvania
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Favorite Quote:
"No man ever steps in the same river twice, for it's not the same river and he's not the same man." - Heraclitus


Dad.

Dad...

I'm sad.

These people don't sympathize with my side.

In this special situation

There is so much they neglect to recognize.

Dad.

They were given a chance to love.

They were given the gift of time.

What once was theirs, wasn't able to be mine.

Dad.

They got to see you for years,

The sparkle of life in your eyes

The way your hair blew in the wind

The way you looked when you cried.

It's fourtunate to say the least

That I get to hear you sing

In the recordings you left behind

With the vibrations of your guitar strings.

Some pictures here and there,

They make up for less than half,

Of the many things I missed out on,

Like how it felt to hear you laugh.

Dad.

They neglect to realize a presence on their side,

The presence of time,

The presence of your life.

Dad.

I never got to know you,

I don't even have memories of you.

I wish they knew what it was like

To have a full life without you.

Dad.

They grieve for someone they were able to access,

And I grieve for someone who always was and will be absent.


The author's comments:

Inspired by ignorance. I lost my father before i was old enough to even have any solid memories of him. All my family got to experience him, they grieve something they knew. I, on the other hand, am left to grieve someone who I never had and never will know.

Being tortured by what could have been, when there was nothing to even lay a foundation with from the start, is much worse than losing something you already have memories to hold onto.


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