Not One Day

There’s not one day that I don’t think of you How would you look? What would you say, and what would you do I think of what could have been, what would have been, and most of all what should have been We were just kids and you were takin so soon back then Speaking of you in past tense rips me apart But you being spoken of quiet often warms my heart People say we look like you, walk like you, and even talk like you Looking at your pictures I would even say we do No child should have to grow up without their dad But we did and we were well takin care of but it’s still sad We visit your grave, we just stand and stare Tears fill our eyes because we know you aren’t there This is one reality no one wants to face Because no matter how we try no one fills that empty place We can’t physically talk with you, walk with you hug and kiss on you God is so mysterious I must say he knew the minute the hour and the day Of that fatal moment that took you away I must confess they took a piece of us all and laid it to rest There’s not one day that I don’t think of you So until we meet again that’s really all I can do