Dad's Gone

You tore a hole in my heart my dear old Dad when you left and went away The dreaded disease you bravely battled refused to let you stay The calls home now are not the same your voice I cannot hear However sometimes, I sense that you’re there and standing very near I picture your haircut, that timeless flattop colored in wisdom’s grey Your beautiful smile and those calloused old hands gently pointing the way I see your blue eyes so filled with love and wonder when they turn my way What do you see way down the road and what are they trying to say? Your words I hear as clear as a bell though inaudible in my ear I think of the things you would have said when helping my path to steer Dad, you’re gone yet you’re always right here I carry you in my heart Somewhere down the road we’ll join up again when we never have to part