Ode To My Father

Your a angry young man said a father to son Came out from his lips As he was forever giving tips Still these words are what I remember about that frozen December The wind was so bitter it cut me in half But not half as much as my Father's remark With Christmas upon us the season for giving I sat in that cold and wondered why i was living Why get out of bed , Why open my front door If all i was living for was to settle a score Valley's of excuses are an affront to the World When your wrapped up so tightly in your own selfish World I took you for granted like the sun in the sky I always expected that glint in your eye Now time has deceived us , Youv'e since been moved on and all i can think of is our time and this place But I promise you this , Ill show you a face that will light up all Space When i next see your face Like a juicy raw onion on an old chopping plate I didn't take the time to appreciate That man so great Thinking of you bring's a tear to my eye Why "O" Why did you have to Die !