Father
Father I know your listening
to all I have to say
and when you hear me whisper
I know you'll see my way
even when I'm grown-up
and wearing pretty clothes
you'll surely even remember
when I was three years old
but those days have passed us by
and now that you are gone
I'll always see you smile
from dust till early dawn
your memories are with me always
as is the tide that waves
and when I'm there beside you
I'll have so much to say.
Copyright © Louisa Ritchotte | Year Posted 2008
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