Letter from Dad

One day you will look up at me

The next day you will down at me

Don’t ask me

I dare not to question God

I was your age once

To you that means two things

To me it just means I’m older

May you see the beauty in differences

May you see the beauty in your own is my only prayer

As mountains crack and create avalanches

My fault if you ever see me broken

As the caterpillar morphs to a butterfly

My fault if you ever see me change

Respect the elephant in the room for he may one day ask for ransom

Cats caught between its legs I beg for pardon

Forgive us if we choose walk through the fire

Dancing to The Musician’s desire

As you get older you’ll ask less questions

Hurt came with a new gift

Justice came with tears in my own seclusion

I’m sorry that’s just how I apologize

Pen ink staining these sheets is how I speak

Right hand to the most high the most wise