Fading Father

July 10, 2013

you left us treading for life at a crucial time

assuming our emminate doom.

you still walked away

but that is not who we are.

We are not defined by our abandonment.

Statistics are not our friend.

We refused to be victims of your ignorance.

We are defined by our character,

resilience,

example, and are

odd defying.

we rise to the occasion.

we survive.

we are victorious.

Actions speak and

time tells our triumphant story.

As for you, all I remember is what your back looks like and the sun comes up.

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