![]() FatherA Poem by RFDIIIAs a child you taught me all about nothing. Not fighting nor fussing - Just all that is nothing. I held no grasp of just what you were. No care came to me, from you - a blur. The silhouette that sought the exit of my eye. For first stood a figure... And then stood a lie. In spite, I never missed you. But I question my methods of missing. No love blooms for transient men. But I can't be so sure of the hissing. © 2012 RFDIIIAuthor's Note
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