Elegy to my Dad

You took my hand,

When i was 10.

Wandering, following all the wrong, dark paths.

When my behaviors escaladed into the bad things,

When my mom couldnt handle me,

Anymore.

You took me with care.

You didnt leave me alone.

The darkness that overwhelmed me,

Took me by abrupt quickness.

Alone on the dark, quiet path.

Couldn't see a clear way back.

You grabbed my hand and slowly,

We started our journey back.

As the we walked back,

The faint light in front of us.

Was blurry, but there.

The path was hard to retrace.

New people, new school, new friends.

Friends along this path though,

Were decieving.

Led me back and forth on this path,

Of darkness.

But twas your guidance that helped me get back.

Yelling and screaming,

The path kept getting harder to walk on.

As i became older, my behavior changed.

Getting into trouble was easy.

Arguments increased yet helped me understand,

The ways of your teaching.

You pushed me to do my best.

Grades sky rocketed.

Arguments began to decrease.

My ways of thinking,

Became better.

I think before i act, now,

Because of you.

The jokes we made.

The laughter we had.

The path we both took.

Brighter and brighter.

My days were no longer dark.

The night that struck,

Was never completely dark.

There was always a light.

Never complete darkness.

Never.

The one mistake, we had made.

The swing to the ball.

The homerun,

You made.

Ruined everything.

My mom returned to me,

Once again.

Now you are gone.

Walking the dark, quiet path,

Alone.

As am I.

But I am now never moving.

Stuck between the light and dark path.

Never to continue now.

Because I am,

Without you.

My Loving Father.