A father i wish i had

My dad has many problems With drinking and himself My mom and him split up When i was old enough to tell The many times i remember How much fun we had But never had i thought it would lead to an end Never being able to see him Knowing that he's sick I wish i had the dad that i could be spoiled with I love him very much Even though i know I wont ever get the chance to tell him what i know I pray every night That he will get better But its hard to know that hes close to an end All i can do is pray now It is in God's hands I know how much he loves me and the quilt he lives with I hope one day that all this goes away The pain, the quilt, the sickness. And that one day... i can call myself Daddy's Girl.