Many children miss their father, Without knowing their mother took him away, A bond severed, a love erased, In shadows of deceit, their hearts betray.…
Many children miss their father, yet never understand,That love was stolen by a cruel, unseen hand.A whisper, a lie, a story untrue,Turned their laughter to…
I see your laughter in the morning light, A whisper now, a memory held tight. Your small hands, once in mine, are gone, Yet in…