Because of who you were and for all the <br />unanswered questions you left behind, you <br />compel me to search for more of who I am. <br /> <br />I am forced to explore what lies beneath <br />the surface of my consciousness. <br /> <br />You have driven me to continually ask...why? <br />What could I have become? I am likened to a <br />blind man, stumbling down an unknown path, <br />searching for what...I do not know. <br /> <br />Now comes the sobering realization that life <br />is never what it seems to be, but a continuance <br />of revelations never before know to me. <br /> <br />I know I will not ever fully understand who <br />you both were. <br /> <br />I am sure of only this: <br />That the love of your children was without <br />question...or condition...or reservation. <br /> <br /> <br /> <br /> <br />© Joe Fazio<br /><br />(brief renderings) Joe Fazio<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/for-my-mother-my-father/
