Oh, why did I think I could change her fate?
Oh, what might I have thought that I could do?
Oh, how in One’s domain will I locate
the daughter whom I love, and save her, too?
Not only have I failed to help my child,
but I have put myself in danger’s path,
alone and helpless out here in the wild.
It’s all because I didn’t do my math.
I should have known that I would be too weak
to make an uphill journey of this length,
while ’52 is at her youthful peak.
She’s stubborn, and she has her father’s strength.
I know she must be many miles ahead,
and putting more between, or I should hope.
If not, she must be hurt or even dead.
Who knows what might be on the downward slope?
©2010 Louis A. Merrimac
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