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Father's Day without you is like music Muted by a distance undisturbed. It is so faint I cannot tell the feeling, Though I myself am gripped with pensive sorrow. I listen all the more for what I cannot Hear, and you are somewhere close beside me. "It's joy!" you say, and then I nod, unbending, Listening still while weeping like fine rain.Yes, it's joy, and you again are with me. I turn to you, and I am in your arms. The music is a rhapsody around me, And I am safe again and free to cry.It is so beautiful, I cannot stand it, I am a torrent, shaking in my gladness, And you recede, as distant as the music, Smiling dimly far across the plain."Please, please!" I say, yet know that what I'm asking No longer is. Your day will come and go, And I will crave and fear its restless turning Because my happiness must be my pain.