We all held your hand., by eleanor maslen
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sometimes i think the wound is healed, for it to open
again.
and like it never left, im filled with so much pain.
Its not a pain i can describe, not one that ends or grows
i cant open up my mind, its one i cannot show.
its a pain ive never had, one id never felt
but one i know so much about, as at your side i knelt.
I dont tell people you died here, because its where you
lived
were you raied your children, your heart and soul to give
I praid as i knelt tho in god i dont believe
i dont know what i asked for, maybe i ask why you had to
leave
there is a part of me that wont let me move on
i guess there still apart of me that wont believe your gone
its been a long time since i said farewell
and on the times i cried i wont let my mind dwell
i'll remember the car rides, the fun we had at home
i'll remember when you were here, i was never left alone
You wernt just a dad, you were my guard too
and im going to admit, its pretty hard with out you.
You didnt leave this world, as a single man
for apart of us went with you, each of us held your hand.
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Posted: 2012-08-21 00:52:55 UTC |
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2012-09-04 04:16:24 | lance |
Moving,, brilliant,,,love and sorrow is found here and a heartfelt goodbye,,,we may always remember those who brought us here,,, even tho when we do,, our hearts shed some tears.. eleanor,,,,u did very well on this one,,,,,i applaud you. |