I’ve once read an entry
From a journal far far away
He wrote about somebody
Who could do anything but stay
On that paper he wrote
That she had a long beautiful hair
And her eyes just sparkle
In the morning light’s glare
On the white sheet he also said
That they were having another human
A baby, that’s what they call it
And said they’d name her Susan.
What a pretty little baby
Susan has been, he said.
She is almost five now,
A little girl free of dread.
He said on the piece of paper
That he’s taking good care of her
As a parent is to a child
As a father to his daughter.
Oh, it was a wonderful story
That journal I read contained.
They were in love that was more than love
But there’s something they cannot retain.
Five years has past
When she left him on his own
Baby Susan is what she left him
Five years and now, she’s grown
Every detail of Susan
Reminds him of the woman he loved
Her hair, her eyes
And the same little smile.
And that’s how he ended his entry.
Yes, with a little smile
With eyes full of love
And a permanent goodbye.