A Father's Son

While you lay

in silent pain

I'll wait and pray

for the strength to retain

all that you said

in the years gone by

as age grips me now

I understand why

you spent the time

on those stories to tell

you taught me well

Rest well, my dear friend

I don't think this is the end

but I'll stay here now

outside your cell

no price on earth

for your soul to sell

you taught me well

The limbs grow weak

but your eyes still burn

with the fire of life

and lessons learned

you never spared

me from your safe gaze

as demons glared

you held their stare

with a fathers love

you did yell

you taught me well

now men are we

both old and true

the table has turned

as I protect you

never shall I let

Them toll the bell

you taught me well

you taught me well