this is a poem about my father, who passed away about two years ago. |
A life gone so soon; A life that was well lived; A life well missed; Another life gone to cancer; And there's nothing anyone could have done; There was nothing left to do, But sit there and watch as he took his last breath; There was nothing left to do, But say our good byes; There was nothing left to do, But cry. My father was only 42, He had everything to live for; He had a wife; That would never leave him; He had a daughter; That would do anything for him; He had two sons; That need some life lessons yet, He left us all too soon, Where will we go from here? When I found out he wasn't gonna survive another week, I cried my eyes out; Two days and then another day; I asked why, But no one knew; I realized he wasn't gonna walk into that front door; And hug and kiss me again, That he wasn't gonna pull into that driveway, And he wasn't gonna be on that couch; He wasn't gonna be around anymore; And thats what made me sad. All my life I've been a "Daddy's Girl"; Now what's left for me to be? There's always gonna be this giant hole in my heart, And there's nothing I can do. I hope that one day it'll come to me; In a dream or in a thought, And I'll smile and walk out the door; I'll walk into the world; And I wont come back; Because my life will have changed. Now there's nothing left for me to say; So I'm gonna leave it at these three words, The words that should be said, if only, true, I LOVE YOU. |