COLD DECEMBER NIGHT 1945-2006

                                        COLD DECEMBER NIGHT
                                                    1945-2006

   

  December night, oh so cold, and filled with torrents
    of agonized tears,
  No longer can you feel the wintery bitterness as we feel shock
    and dismay which quickly appears.

  It isn't the truth! This must be the worst realistic dream of
    all time!
  You attempt to convince yourself of this, as there is simply
    no reason nor rhyme.

  There must be a mistake, a nightmarish dragon that I
    can't seem to slay,
    But, the truth is, my father had suddenly and unexpectedly
      passed away.

    Oh, the promises I'd broken and the lies hastily offered
      now can't be made right!
    Guilt and effusions of pain grip me tighter as I step out
      into the unfeeling night.

    I want so much to convey my profound apologies for
      all misdeeds I had done.
    Oh! Daddy, please forgive me for not visiting you as
      I selfishly wanted only to get spun!

    I wish desperately for the chance to take it all back and
      kept my promise to return!
    Why did it have to be too late before I would finally see
      my destructive behavior in order to learn?

    A year has now passed, I know he's proud of the things
      I've changed overall,
    I had to crawl at times on my knees before I attempted
      to stand only to immediately fall.

    But I figured out how I could set straight the past mistakes
    and fought to get back up again.
    My battle will endure the rest of my life but I'm fully
      determined to win.

    Dear Daddy, I love and miss you so I vow to stay clean
      and do what is right,
    My regret will always be that I never tried
      before that cold December night.


                                            THOMAS C. MCCOY
                                        JUN. 19, 1945~DEC.23,2006

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