I want to freeze time/. I know I don’t, can’t appreciate all of

the things my father does. he labors more than i know, he love’s

more than I know. somehow the man is so gentle yet he is austere

like ages past. sitting quietly he thinks and

watches the sun fade. I watch him and see everyman replaced by myself/. lonely

i will be. i cannot compare, comprehend, the strain. how can i honor his somber offices?