i may be sitting in the next room, <br />fatter, older, wiser slower, <br />i may be your friend, <br />or your foundation of angst. <br />i may be many miles away, <br />a forgotten face, <br />a boozed up, broken old man. <br />a foundation of your mothers bitterness. <br />i may be a quote on a grace, <br />a place of visit each year. <br />i may be anything you want me to be. <br /> <br />but for now <br />as i write this, <br />i am a man, <br />flawed in every human way, <br />a man who is <br />writing these words, <br />in the hope that one day, <br />far away from now, <br />you will both know <br />how much i love (d) you.<br /><br />Not Long Left<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-you-read-this/