Anonymously

Anonymously he helped give me life,

Anonymously he’s left it.

11:50 – April 5^th, 2012; marks the hour and minute,

I knew the first thing with certainty about my father.

At 66 he’s now gone.

I am thankful he helped bring me into this beautiful place,

now he’s left my life without leaving a trace.

Except maybe my eye color or the color of my hair,

when I look in the mirror

I don’t know what touches of him

I might see in me,

in there…..

Does this mark the end of the wondering?

To be honest I’m not sure,

My scars are still healing,

the feelings still pure.

I’ll carry this with me for all of my life.

Its weight won’t get me down.

Lifted on the wings,

of my children and wife..