I once knew a man
who is sorely missed.

Going out to sea he was,
but as he left that night;
he placed upon the forehead
of each daughter
a sweet and gentle kiss.

Overcome by terror
I screamed;"Don't go, please stay,
if only to run away and play!"
With a laugh and a smile,
a pat on the head he did
simply say,
"Goodbye"

Guided by water and
a youthful soul somehow
I knew the ocean
would never allow
him to return home.

Goodbye!

Dedicated to my Father
Daniel Stephen Clarno 1946 to 1977