I Miss My Dad

I miss my dad At the days like these, When nights and mornings are worse, I real miss my dad! He taught me to love, Care and listen to others, He gave me courage, of schooling, singing and drawing. When nights and mornings are worse I still miss my dad! If only I could backhander God, For whatever he could in debt me, I would solicit him to leave my dad, That I could have his insight now, But he won him, For he loved him more! When I last nursed him, He had a promising health, Of seeing his smile tomorrow, To the amazing veracity, It was only four hours later, When I received the call of his left, When the nights and days are gone! I still miss my dad! Today I see him on my narcolepsy, When I get quick to REM, I also see him to night, When I come to serious dream, But, these add me pains, For I miss him more when awake! When the nights and days are gone! I still miss my dad! It was Feb, 17, The year twenty 06, Noted time 11.AM, When he breathed last, After three days wounds, From a car crash on 14th Feb. "the day called Valentine!" A car registered 304 AAF, Crushed him badly, At Magomeni traffic lights, On his way church with Mama! RIP our dad, The 10 you left behind, Became 11 after a week, A boy born on 23rd Feb, Reminds us about you, Gideon the great! We also named him Alex, On honor of your gone! © Lucas Mkude 10/02/2013 From, A true story of my father's daeth on Feb. 17.2006.