In the quiet spaces of a child's heart,
Echoes of footsteps that never depart,
Whispers of a father's touch,
Yet never felt, but longed for much.

A father's absence leaves a hollow sound,
Silent tears in dreams unbound,
A chair at the table always bare,
A longing gaze, a vacant stare.

There are fathers in shadows, unseen, unknown,
Burdened by choices, their hearts turned to stone,
Forced to father, yet their spirits roam,
A stranger in...