Why did the man
I love so dear
Keep from me his ailing heart
Keep from me his fear
Not tell me
How he loved me so
Not give me a chance
Not let me go?
He just walked out
On a whisper
On a song
On a hinted motive
Not too long
Ago
I was with him
We were laughing
He held me in his arms
I see
The man I call, father,
The man I call, Pop,
The man I call, Daddy,
Left me
And now he’s gone
And now I see
What my Daddy was trying to tell me
He didn’t know
He was going
Would he have told me so?
I guess I’ll ever wonder
What made him go.
I love him so.