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 My Journeys by Alanor Auron Fagan My Journeys* All my journeys are relived again. It takes me back to all I've done and where I've been. Through my son's eyes I see my youth. All these years I've been compelled to lie, now I can tell the truth. I hear of all my loves I had and yet, they I lost. And I remember all the hurt; the pieces in my heart they cost. He, my son, may yet forgive me. Yes, he may once he sees what I was and what I wanted to be. To love and lose may yet be to you, frivolous. Though, to me, it is so much more than just this. You shall walk my path and live as I did. There is yet time to your problems of yourself rid. All the great journeys of my life are relived again. It takes me back to what I've done and where I've been. Through my father's eyes, I see my youth. All these years, he's been compelled to lie, but now he can tell the truth. *To clear up any confusion about this poem, I have added this footnote. Many times when I write my poems, it takes me a day or two to figure out what exactly they mean to me. This is a story of life from my father's viewpoint in the begining. At the end, however, it is me, as his son that is saying what he once said.
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