I loved my father
from the first time
he touched me

he saw something
in me
a form
a being
that had
lost
its
meaning

so he
worked hard
on me

removing
everything
that
was not me

to reveal me
to the world

a human

a frail
skinny
skeleton

he made me a part
of his family
of trees

a part
of his
forest
without
leaves

we are all
naked, bronze
skin and
ragged bones

we are
beautiful
and free

revealing
the essence
his unfinished
humanity