Casper the Ghost.

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I begged and begged.
This sled was all i wanted.
He shook his head again and again.
I could not ride.
It was all i wanted, i told him repeatedly.
Just a sled for winter.
Nothing more.
Never did i see the pity in his eyes.
Never did i expect one.
But on a random day,
I walk through the kitchen
and my dream came true.
Look at the happiness my father had on his face.
Look At his laughter when he shooed me out.

I was in love.
Through the hills i rolled,
and the cold i did not feel.
Only the loveliness i was given.
Only the golden soul of warmth within.
Through the hills i rolled and rolled.
I didn't see the darkness,
but the warmth i had in my soul.
The Happiness was something uncontrolled.

Then My eyes were open to reality,
a time to late, i did not see.
Where was my way?
I did not know.
I couldn't find the path,
where the snow covered my tracks.
Hours and hours i searched for home.

2 days later i was back. Looking at myself
lifeless on the floor.
There were doctors,
and family,
and where was my father?
I followed him to his lab,
my father scientist.

"Why, Dad?" I frowned upon him.
He cried on his knees and begged for me.
I touched my face to find the tears i was crying,
but none were there to touch.
I touched my father
and he shivered in silence.
"I will bring you back." He looked at me.
Not scared, but pitiful.

Years he had left his life devoted to a dead me.
But when he left,
He also left me.
I cannot remember,
Though i think i forgot on purpose.
I wanted to come with him,
but he wouldn't look my way.
He could not see.

I begged for you.
And years i stayed all alone.
In the house i lived through and died through.
Played with cars, and trucks and trains.
Baseball was the most.
And i cried my invisible tears, looking through the papers.

Famous Scientist haunted by his dead son and devoted the rest of his life to resurrect his son is now deceased.

Son never resurrected.