Will You Miss Me?

Will you miss me?

A tender question asked.  An answer sought.

Life as trial, bravely fought.

Hands of nurture, tortured mind.

Hands to protect, not to find.

Finding no one he chose himself,

To be and become something else.

Man of his making, man of choice.

I will not hurt, became his voice,

I will heal, I will help,

I will be love itself

To my children, to my friends,

To the world in the end.

Yes, I miss him.