I did not know my father
He was there when I was born
He named me Maria
And then he was gone

Another man raised me
It was he I called dad
He changed my name
Life was sad

I searched for my father
When I was grown
One day I found him
But who could have known

The stories I was told
Of the man I had not met
Were beyond belief
And difficult to forget

He had other children now
A successful man
I did not want trouble
So I made a plan

I went to see him
But did not tell who I was
I drank in his nearness
Then I left … because

I called him later
To tell we had met
It was strange
But I was no threat

A father and his daughter
Had crossed on life’s path
They spoke for the first time
It would be the last