A Father's Dilemma
What shall I say when you grow up?
That I left you 'cause it was needed;
That I sacrificed for your good;
That I sent you the softest shoes,
When you took your first steps;
That I sent you the funkiest stationery,
When you joined that famed school;
That I called you to query,
Of the friends you looked up to;
Or that you'd never know it all.
How can I convince you I'm no deserter?
That more than aught I love you;
That my absence too proves I care;
Or that I'd be different given a chance.
I know none of that son.
I know only that I love you always.
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