The time to await the sun has passed
but I find myself up at night
thinking of faces passed
feet from a memorable fright
of dying alone,

But he didn’t pass alone
a future was left behind
in what shortly became a full home
with each child helping the other unwind
and remember a man
who must’ve often felt alone

I was surprised when
I saw just a portion of those he’d touched
in this mortal den
my heart, my hand clutched
no one is ever alone