The Last Word from Daddy

Moments stretched in the quiet of dawn,

Life hanging on a fragile thread, gone.

February's cold wind whispers tales,

Of love, loss, and the silent trails.

It was February 4th, '16,

Prepping for a journey, a new routine.

Talking to my mom, checking dad's fight,

In the hospital's shadow, losing the light.

Heart steady, blood pressure fine,

He held on, drawing a line.

Then the call, a sudden shift,

Life’s fragile script began to drift.

Welding school, focused and stern,

A call came through, a twist, a turn.

Turned my world upside down in a flash,

Mother’s words, a heavy clash.

Love words echo through the air,

Goodbye whispers, silent prayer.

Fighting time, fighting fate,

In that moment, knowing can't wait.

Penned in memories, a final say,

Love you, son, in the cold light of day.

Hold on tight, never let go,

Through the pain, let your love show.

Fighting the silence, sparks in the dark,

My gear off, fighting with my heart.

A minute long, a battle inside,

Holding on to what I can't hide.

Notice the silence, the gas, the flow,

Life’s fleeting gift, a bittersweet glow.

In that instant, I understood,

Love's the gift, misunderstood.

Now I remember, and I cherish the call,

Love beyond the silence, beyond the wall.

Every spark, every tear,

Reminds me of what’s truly dear.