You took away his solitude
defacing his stone
was also my sanctuary
when we were alone. (my Son and I)
I understand we do things
we may regret
explain it to me, please
I cannot forget.
Why his ashes with our Son
buried beneath the earth
a stranger he would be
no d.n.a.to match his birth.
Something has been taken away
a path of solace
maybe it's your way to grieve
afar from grace.
The pain I've gone through
can't escape my heart
when I see his portrait
memories have played a part.
I'm a father, a friend through time
our bloodline connected
as long as I'm still alive
will always be protected.
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