Some spilled ink on faded sheets

Some illegible names is all that is

No ghost is lingering inside this house

Telling tales from times of happiness

No photographs inside a frame

I'm sure you're struggling with my name

You show no feeling of regret

What would you do if we'd ever met?

It might be easier for you

To act as though you never knew

Is there a way to bridge this crater?

Until you find it -

Dad on paper