for my pal who lost his dad and anyone and everyone who’s known the loss of a father
It’s you
Who held me
As I learned to walk
It’s your name
I mentioned next after ‘mama’
I learned to talk
It’s you
Had I looked up to
For approval and disapproval
Papa, In your arms
Had I found comfort
In your eyes
Had I seen love
In your words
Had I heard encouragement
In your anger
Had I learnt the right
In your scolding
Had I avoided evil
Even in your pain, papa
Had I felt real ache
Papa, with you
Had I felt loved
With you
Had I felt protected and secure
With you
Had I felt cared for
With you, papa
Had I felt real proud
Papa, my dear papa
Without you mow
I feel so empty
Without you now
I feel so odd and helpless
Without you now
I feel I can’t move on
Yet I feel this burning flame
One to strive
And make you real proud
But one thing I do know
And is so for sure
We’ll meet someday soon
On that day of calling
And I’d recount to you
In your absence all happenings
And we’ll be together
And inseparable
Farewell papa.
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