Dear John

Dear John

A Poem for Daddy

What is free

A thing upon which we can never agree

That slips through our fingers so tragically

It can’t be bought, sold, or taught

It must be given freely without thought

What manner of token

That leaves us either whole or broken

What is so fleeting

That stops hearts from beating

What is the world in another’s eyes

That people openly despise

What can cause such a mystery

That it has journeyed throughout history

Do you know this gift from Above?

Who among us is greater than LOVE?

I dedicate this to my Daddy, John Earl Hollis 10/16/57- 01/02/16, who now rests with The Father, you truly will be missed.