It’s Father’s Day
 

It’s Father’s Day again I know,
A day my spirits drop so low;
Oh Dad, why did you have to go?
I miss you so, I miss you so.

Your leaving left me at the head
Of family, I place I dread;
You may be watching overhead,
But still you’re dead, but still you’re dead.

Independent my whole life long,
I’ve always managed to be strong,
For you’d be there if things went wrong,
But now you’re gone, but now you’re gone.

No longer here to pick me up
When I stumble, when I mess up,
When I’ve too much of sorrow’s cup
And would give up, and would give up.

And yet, I must go on, I must,
E’en though this role on me was thrust,
For others look to me with trust,
I will adjust, I will adjust.

I’ll lift my head above this cloud
Of loneliness, I’ll walk unbowed,
I’ll cast aside this sorrow’s shroud,
I’ll make you proud, I’ll make you proud.

Though I have lost my safety net
And life with troubles be beset,
I will forge on alone, and yet,
I’ll not forget, I’ll not forget.

I love you Daddy, I miss you so,
I wish you hadn’t had to go,
And though my tears oftimes still flow,
With life I’ll glow, with life I’ll glow.

And when my time on earth is through,
When I’ve done all I’ve needed to,
I’ll spread my wings, we’ll meet anew,
I’ll be with you, I’ll be with you!

~ Happy Father's Day Daddy!   I love you . . . I miss you . ~

~  Linda E. Newman  ~
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