'twas a Friday
My dearest Son
I want you to know
How much you are loved
We are missing you so
The first Father’s Day
Since the day that you died
Oh so many tears we have cried
~~~
Your son and your daughter
A father they miss
On this Father’s day morn
As reality doth dawn
For them my heart breaks
As when they awake
Their father's not here he has gone
~~~
On the day you were taken
too early ~ too soon
‘twas a Friday
on a sunny
and a bright afternoon
~~~~
Written 21st June 2020 on Father’s Day in the UK
Copyright © Ann Gilmour | Year Posted 2020
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