Losing Dad

I spoke to my dad just the other day, little did I know he was passing away. His body grew tired and weary at best, It was time for his soul to lay down and rest. So much time had been lost between us, It saddens my heart the gap put between us. I thought of my childhood and the moments we shared, wishing it back for this I was not prepared. I drempt about him standing there in my room, he said I have to go now, I know it's to soon. I woke up crying sitting up in my bed, I knew this was the day, a day I would dread. I recieved a phone call that afternoon, they said dad is gone now, his soul left the room. My teardrops fell like rain falling down, as I stood there shaking feeling I could drown. I'll think of him always as I stroll through life, for the grief that consumes me still cuts like a knife.