Lost,
\nhe was for a long, long time
\nnever stopping to ask
\nwhere am I?<\/p>\n
Visiting locales covering
\na broad expanse
\nhe kept moving, moving
\ncompiling souvenirs
\nat every turn
\nthings he wanted,
\nhad to have<\/p>\n
insatiable
\nwas his appetite
\nsomething to
\nbring home, knowing
\nthe kids would ask, \u201cFather
\nwould did you bring us?\u201d<\/p>\n
He did not wish
\nto disappoint<\/p>\n
But the longer
\nhe stayed away, the more
\nhis collections
\nand the urge to feed it
\noutgrew his resources,
\nthe ability to
\nlug it all around<\/p>\n
returning home
\nhe was greeted warmly
\nthe kids had
\nlong ago stopped caring
\nabout the gifts,
\ntrinkets
\nthey were glad to
\nhave him home<\/p>\n
yet he needed to share
\nwhat had become
\nso precious
\nall consuming
\nand he saw in an
\ninstant how
\nwrong he had been<\/p>\n
\u201cWe never wanted
\nan empire\u201d
\nthey all concurred, adding
\nto his immense surprise,
\n\u201cWe just wanted you,
\nat home,
\ndaddy.\u201d<\/p>\n