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You Are My Father

Thinking of you.. Thinking of how you Drove me to the top of A hill just to show me a Sunrise. I'll never forget it. You told me of its beauty, Which I was too young to Understand, but I wish I was There now. Remembering How you had tried so hard To make me happy as a child. You didn't have to. I was ecstatic By you just being there for us. Recalling all those times you Would say," What did the cat Say when its tail got cut off," And I would answer," It won't Be long now," but then, it Referred to seeing you, and now, I'm afraid, it does not. I never thought I would see The day where I knew I Had to watch you fade. I always pictured you would Stick around so that when you Passed on, I would be alright Because I would be happily married And have your grandchildren that looked like you. I won't see that day. And I'm sorry to say you won't either. I wonder how you're garden is doing. You have such a green thumb and I would've enjoyed seeing your vegetables Grow and become bigger, like the love You grow in my heart. There are things I never knew about you, And there are things I wish You had known about me These last few years. Just thinking about how you Are so young. I've only known You but fifteen years, but it's gone By as if it was fifteen seconds. There are thing we'll never get to say. There are things we'll never get to know. I'll never understand why Hope doesn't influence what really happens. I may never again smell the delight Of your home-made stew, but i do Know that when I write, I'll think, "I got that from my father." I'll always know There's nothing you can do to be A better father or a bigger inspiration To me. You are what I can Be proud of and what I can aspire to be. I lived a dream by Just being your daughter And I simply cannot give You a bigger compliment than You Are My Father And I love you. That will never change.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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