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
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