For my Father
I remember the magic of my early life While you remember betraying your wife You taught me how to shoot and fish And I’d obey your every wish. In my teenage years you were lost to me Now you’ll be gone forever because of big C Your nighttime filled with fear and pain And yet we might never meet again. Reconciled in my later life Love cuts through bitterness like a knife. Whatever your sins, you don’t deserve this I hope that you’ll go to Heavenly Bliss. My sweet memories will keep you for me As young and handsome as you used to be. Father, dear Father, I wish you could know How much I’ll miss you when you go.I heard that my father is dying and this is for him Written February 5th, 2002 © on Feb 05 2002 02:29 AM PST 0 • 1
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