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circa 1993, wrote for another son, based on Genesis song, recited for my dad, died 2008. |
When every generation Has to pass the one before How can you bare it to walk out that door. This would be so easy, If it only happened to me. But good things never come, to me it ever seems I came home from school, and I seen him in the bed. I couldn't sort the memories that ran through my head. So I sat down beside him and held on to his arm he gave me so much, To see I never was harmed. "Daddy don't you leave me, I was always on your side. I never told you my feelings but now they're to hard to hid. I didn't get to tell you all the things I have to say. Please just come back, Please give me one more day." He never came to me, as he died on that bed. now I can't forget, all the things I hadn't said. I never stopped crying, till they buried him that fall. Well I'm sure I heard echoes crying in the hall Now I have just one wish, to look into his eyes and say: "That I miss you, I'm not telling any lies. How could you leave me, and set me on your own. Now I look back in envy, of our rundown home. You showed me a life, then went on your way. I didn't have time to tell you, Just what I had to say. "Daddy, I grew up just like you". |