for the best

perhaps it is for the best

that I never knew you,

you never knew me;

I would like to think your

life has been better as a result;

I can only hope that

you are happy,

that your life has been full,

that you’ve grown up

to be a good man,

a good father;

this is the only gift

I can give to you;

for now it is simple,

everything sharp and clear,

soon enough, these words

will be twisted into

something more,

something else,

lost forever,

in this never ending charade,

that we all take part in;

we shall meet one day,

in another time,

another place,

I will know your face,

you will know mine;

I will be waiting.

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