Half a century has passed Since my North Star faded in to the night In that sudden dark, I felt the world dissolve And my laughter died in the shadow of his absence I see that my joy was with him A gift sustained by his tireless hands He offered the world to me A harvest of Love and every earthly need Wrapped in a warmth,I took for granted But,through the lense of fifty years The clarity is bittersweet... I see the depth of... His sacrifice And The shadow of... My selfishness... Photo Credit Dương Hữu