Three months have passed.
I’ll never forget the day
Someone rang to tell me
That you’d gone away.
The hurt is the same,
Like an open wound.
There are days
I don’t utter a sound.
Some days the pain is stronger.
It makes me sick and weak.
I can’t stand this much longer.
I just sit here and weep.
I’ve shut my private door
And let no one in,
Locking myself in a box.
They try, but I won’t give in.
You were like a rock,
Strong, faithful and true.
What worth has my life
Now that I don’t have you?
I was your first born,
Daddy’s little girl.
I took my own path
But was still part of your world.
I was not the best,
Guilty of neglect,
But you know, Daddy dearest,
I had so much respect.
I always loved you,
My dad, my star.
Now my pain is
To worship you from afar.
I love you now
As I did back then.
I just hope… one day
I will see you again.
I am so proud of you,
Brave and strong to the end.
Now when asked, “How are you?”
There is no need to pretend.
We all love and miss you so much; sleep well,
and take care of all who went before you.
Forever in my heart!
