An Epilogue

[Quatral]

  

I'm sorry.

    
I wasn't there, the day it happened. I don't quite think I was old enough to know.
     
I'm not sure I would've gone, had I been.
    
Is it shameful to think that? Perhaps you'll understand.
    
Sometimes when I spy the stars at night... I pretend one is you, peering down on me.
     
You're brighter than the others, and even amidst the clouds your light never goes out.
    
Are you proud, when you look down? ... Am I enough?
    
When I join you someday, I want the answer to be yes.
    
When I go to the cosmos... it has to have been worthwhile.
     
It won't be for nothing.
        
I won't let you be forgotten...
     
.. Father.