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I wish heaven had a telephone
Or a free hour for visitors
Where we can talk to our deceased again
Then maybe I will be relieved
And my broken heart will be at ease

I don't know how it felt when you were around
Because I was just an innocent, mindless infant
When death confiscated you away from us 
But I can tell it from mom's piteous eyes
That you were a loving and a caring man

Mom really miss you very much
With tearful eyes, she always talk about you
Sincere, ambitious and vibrant you were
She sometimes even call me by your name
Apparently I badly remind her of you

Growing up fatherless in this fierce world
Is like a sheep in the forest on a stormy day
Lost, bitter and hopeless 
Like the sky without the sun, stars and the moons
Dark, incomplete and insecure

Why did you go so soon dad?
Why were you not strong to hold on?
If not for mom, why did you not live longer?
Longer for me, Esther or the unborn baby Johanna
Why? Why? Why? All this questions I am asking

Nobody can play the role you abandoned
You were supposed to give us fatherly love
All you did is exploited our right to have a father
And left the family with a whopping gap
Which nobody else, but only you can fill

But I know it is all God's will
And that is why I pray every night
For your soul to find peace with God
I pray that one day we will reunite again
And be together as a family in heaven

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