A poem from Keith to his old man


The Departed Nurturant

I want to tell you how I've been

My memories of you aren't too hazy
I can say I'm comfortable in my own skin
Buy my life has been so crazy

I joined the Garrison, where I learned to fly
There was even someone who looked after me
If you met him, I'm sure you would think he's a good guy
He doesn't treat me like a worthless nobody

I also briefly joined the same group as Mom, I do concur
Now I'm a defender of the universe
It was through the Blades that I was able to meet her
Also I've made friends with whom I can converse

And now I get why Mom had to go
She revealed to me that it was to protect us
In a place where time operated on a different flow
All our issues we were able to discuss

I hope my feelings I was able to convey
Mom and I, we wish you were here so bad
It hurts me that you aren't here with us today
And I want you to know that I love you Dad