Instead

A poem written after my dad died

when I heard the news I knew it couldn't



be true I just saw you three hours ago



when I saw you lying there all cold and



blue I thought how could you I held your



hand and kissed your cheek wishing it was



me instead of you I was so mad and I hated



you too because you left me I knew not what



to do you told me you would never leave and



now your gone away I feel your pain now



its all up to me I wish it was me instead



of you you had so much to live for you had



so much more to do you had three kids and a



wife, you worked real hard and played hard



too I wished it was me there instead of



you. Now your dead and in the ground no



more wisdom or shall it be found, you took



part of me with you and that has been said



when I watched them put you in the ground,



I can't understand why it was you and not



me instead.