As The Wind Blows
As the wind blows, and rattles me to the core,
I walk down the hallway and knock on the door.
I smell the stench of smoke in dimly lit hall,
The knock is responded with a loud call.
"Wait just a second, why are you here?"
"Well, I just thought I'd visit given it's been almost a year!"
The door opens and I am met with a hug,
"It's been too long, my son." I'm told with a tug...
Of my tie, straightened by the man who taught me how to tie it,
He invites me in with a, "Sit, sit, sit!"
The door slams, loud and irritating to the ear,
But then my dad beckons me with a, "Here, here, here!"
I asked him what's so urgent, because by the look on his face,
He was more concerned about some tragic case.
You see, my dad didn't have much but his pride was still there,
I always tried to help but for money he did not care.
He wanted to "have what he earned rather than what he did not,"
This was the way I grew up and the way I was taught.
He sat me down in a flimsy old chair,
And told me that he means not to stare,
But his time here was short and he won't be here for long,
I then became worried and asked him what's wrong.
He said in a soft voice that his time is nearly done,
I asked him what he meant and said to me, "My Son,"
"I know you're a man now and you don't need me to stay,
I'm very, very sick and it won't go away."
I put my head in my hands and willed myself to stay strong,
But I mean what could I say? Is God wrong?
He looked pale and ashen in which I wanted to ignore,
Despite the fact I knew what the future had in store.
I ask why he waited so long to see me,
He replied simply, so I wouldn't see.
I asked him why of all things, this is had to be,
He replied, "This disease has an awful hold on me."
I ask him why he didn't fight,
With a smile he said, "Our creator is now in sight."
"My son don't you worry, before you know,
You'll too be old and grey, watching your own children grow."
With a glowing smile, he placed a letter in my hand,
Softly he spoke, "Our God knows what he has planned."
Dear Son, I am sorry I waited so long to write you in despair,
But I finally realized that your life was going no where,
I'm not saying you aren't successful, with a good job and wife,
But you have to realize that is not what matters in life,
God is the only true person who has the power,
And there's no way that you can change what will occur,
Your life is short, and you must live it now,
But you must remember God does not allow,
Those unfaithful to enter in to heaven,
So you must always ask forgiveness for your sins,
I don't have much more to say to you, my son,
But remember that you made me a man then the one,
I was before I had you, my life was a wreck,
I was walking an endless, terrible trek,
You saved me and now I will save you too,
Love God, like he has always loved you.
I love you.
