Father

In this old house my roots ran deep, But now it stands alone. Where is the child I used to keep, Who called this place their home? In autumn rain I walk alone To find the child you once had known. The roof will fall, and time will hide The life that once was known. No one will know who lived inside, Nor claim it as their own. In autumn rain I walk alone To find the child you once had known. You are the house where roots once spread But child no longer plays. Autumn rain falls through broken air And carries me away.