conybrown

"How is your dad?", they said... "Well, he is doing good..." Answers out from the air.. Who did I just fool? Years have passed, indeed.. We grew apart sadly... Didn't have those visits.. Wasn't busy lately... Not a phone call.. I just simply forgot... Our little home, Lonely and badly torn... He greets as excited As a kid for christmas... His skin grew wrinkled... He asked - "How's my child?". The old fan didn't last... Ceilings full of dust... Left no more of how it was... ......... ......How about you? How is your dad?