I went on a Halloween Night for a travel br through the night. br For it was the night after I died. br Flowing through the air and going through br objects. br I visit a few people but not the one br who mourns the most. br I'm afraid of their reactions at first. br For no one knows how my child will br act. br She has lost me in body now although br I never left her. br I sit over her and watch her tears br drip like running water. br For I am the only one who sees the br tears. br The tears are songs of rhythm as they br fall one by one or two by two. br By night' end I watch her fall asleep br in piles of tears on the pillow she br lies her head upon. br br br br br br br R.I.P. Daddy.