A Message To Heaven
i wait at night, look for your star
i feel you close, but bodys so far
taken away, removed all your pain
your words and your wisdom, were the things that i gain
long late night chats, getting blind drunk
sharing a beer, or smoking some skunk
i miss all those things, i miss how we talk
i miss when you used me to lean on to walk
i miss when us kids were just little nippers
or when you stunk the house out when cooking your kippers
i miss when we went driving for hours on end
you wernt just a dad you were my best friend
laughing and joking, like when mum burnt the gravey
or the storys you told bout being young in the navey
the tears and the crying, the shouting and screaming
and now that your gone i wake hoping im dreaming
the quick witted mind, but you were sometimes a knob
but now your at peace, reunited with rob
you once told me a secret, when i was eleven
so god bless you dad, is my message to heaven.
Copyright © Simon Nixon | Year Posted 2010
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