Never thought a man could become
so desperate
never thought a life could
lose so much hope
to be tearing at the roots
around you
as if in manacles, or irons,
or ropes
They say he told his children
that all he taught was lost
that love and pride and honesty
were to be gained at too high
a cost
It's been thirty summers that
I've spent with him
and I expect thirty more to
pass
he has blessed my life in
so many ways
that I could never turn my
back
But I need just one more reminder
of the man that he used to
be
if he would just look deep
into my eyes
and say it's in you my love
that I will find the key
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