A Daughter's Sorrow and Pain
Many years have gone
since I saw his face,
as I looked at his body, knowing
his soul is in a better place.
I am standing there in sorrow and pain,
trying to convince myself this is a dream,
this isn't real, its not as it seems.
As I realize, he's really gone
my heart pounding from the pain, I freeze,
I can't move, a tear runs down my face,
as it slowly begins to rain.
Each day goes by
I think of that man, he was my best friend,
he was a great man.
I miss him more than words can say,
I just pray to God,
I'll see him again someday.
I cry, I laugh, I smile
each time he crosses my mind.
This man I speak of, He is my Dad,
He's one of a kind.
Copyright © Barbara Carson | Year Posted 2006
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