legacy
legacy
(for shay)
by tim’m t. west AKA “dad”
she calls me her dad
no bond beyond blood thicker
my inheritance
twenty years ago
i must have dreamt an angel
kept safe through my prayers
children of the sun
God would cradle me and her
fatherhood deferred
without her: broken
shay is my light on dark days
illuminates joy
we are both fallers
spit kickers and truth tellers
like daughter like dad
she remains the proof
every dream I’ve ever had
is hope (w)rapped in flesh
when my time has come
know she holds the seventh breath
my proud legacy