Father, What Have You Done?

When Father left, I was but thirteen,
He held my hand and he told me this:
No matter what you do,
Stay healthy and strong,
And I will watch over you
From the heavens above.
He told my brother, just four years old,
Though I will be gone
Sister can teach you to play ball,
Mommy can teach you to dress and care,
And when you grow up,
Be the man in the house.
He turned to my mother,
a soon-to-be widow,
a frail, grieving lady,
and he said to her,
My beautiful wife,
I'll watch over you
I'll give you help
in your darkest hours.
I'll send you a message
or show you a way.
I'll watch over our children,
But take warning, and heed:
Do not feel alone,
For you have each other.

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