My Father My Treasure

In halls of home, where love should reside, A silence falls, where hearts have died. Unseen, unheard, I wander alone, A ghost in flesh, without a home. Faces pass, with vacant eyes, No warmth, no love, no surprise. But one face shines, a gentle soul, My father's love, my heart's goal. In his eyes, I find a home, A refuge from the emptiness I've known. A place to hide, a place to rest, Where love remains, and I'm blessed. In this cold space, I try to stand, But roots of love are hard to find. Yet with my dad, I'm not alone, His love guides me, through life's unknown.