He wept for his father <br />His father who implored <br />him to not test life, to not <br />seek treasures unknown <br /> <br />But his son wanted more <br />and spent his long days <br />slashing the darkened skies <br />in conquest of a golden sun <br /> <br />But the son was like a god <br />opening his mouth to <br />warm the coldness of the earth <br /> <br />And his father did not bless <br />the Summers or Winters <br />of his son with the light <br />of his departure <br /> <br />The father turned his head <br />away, his once strong grip, <br />weakend, only the whitened <br />hollows of his face did he leave him.<br /><br />Louise Marie DelSanto<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/he-wept-for-his-father/
