This afternoon all clocks went wrong

This afternoon the clocks suddenly stopped
My father had died
I watched his vision fade
I held his last breath

My heart cried for just one more moment
One more word
One more squeeze from his cold pale
Hand  

The house became silent
Only the tears of my broken mind
Falling
Gushing
Deafening
My thoughts of a cold empty world
I knew was my place  
Life was over

The weeks passed as minutes
The months as seconds
My days now blurred to a
Fuel filled haze of sorrow
Washed in alcohol that never cured
The hurt

This afternoon all clocks went wrong

And my inner flower blossomed
My world became afresh
My purpose was all to see
It was my time to be a father

My time to show my son
My time for love
To care
My time to show him
Life  
My time to show the lessons
A time for life
Begun