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.