Memoryo Father

(THREE IN ONE) MEMORY Love of a father of his child and mother hard earned wages stuck in paper pages He toiled they soiled he loved gave warmth they thought was his duty but as years passed by rains came there was no umbrella he bent over his young ones covered them with his coat let himself remain in a wet moat still none realized the doings in silence of that wise lovely man One day the kids woke found the house unusually cold there was no fire lit no coal no smoke where did father go heaven knows he never woke then as ages passed all aghast they remember him daily to this day why and where did father go away none could say he was incinerated straight away Glory was interred with his bones all felt sorry pop went off all alone to the machinations of this world unknown