Death...
My dad died,
Unexpectedly and instantly on Friday 9th June 2006. He was only 59 years old.
He's no longer sitting in his favorite lounge chair, in front of the television, in his home,
He's no longer on the end of the telephone when I pick it up, to call, to ask for advice, or to tell of my successes, my triumphs, my joy,
He will no longer be there when it rings and I wonder who it may be,
He's no longer there to tell me it will be OK,
He's no longer in his shop, smiling and joking with the customers, making everyone feel good,
He's no longer going to respond to my emails, or send me funny jokes,
He's no longer going to send my daughter faxes, pictures for her to colour in,
He's no longer making his beautiful music for all to hear,
He's no longer going to take me out for dinner and share a bottle of wine,
He's no longer on the end of the telephone.
But,
He is in my heart,
His music is still ringing in my ears,
His words of advice are still running around in my head,
His smile is still in my eyes,
His spirit is still part of my soul,
I miss my dad. I love my dad.
Unexpectedly and instantly on Friday 9th June 2006. He was only 59 years old.
He's no longer sitting in his favorite lounge chair, in front of the television, in his home,
He's no longer on the end of the telephone when I pick it up, to call, to ask for advice, or to tell of my successes, my triumphs, my joy,
He will no longer be there when it rings and I wonder who it may be,
He's no longer there to tell me it will be OK,
He's no longer in his shop, smiling and joking with the customers, making everyone feel good,
He's no longer going to respond to my emails, or send me funny jokes,
He's no longer going to send my daughter faxes, pictures for her to colour in,
He's no longer making his beautiful music for all to hear,
He's no longer going to take me out for dinner and share a bottle of wine,
He's no longer on the end of the telephone.
But,
He is in my heart,
His music is still ringing in my ears,
His words of advice are still running around in my head,
His smile is still in my eyes,
His spirit is still part of my soul,
I miss my dad. I love my dad.
posted by Linda Sally-Marie at 10:39 AM
2 Comments:
Aw, miss, I am sorry about your loss. But I hope that in the end this is all for the better. It is nice to know that at least your Dad didn't suffer, and more of your later experiences together were creative and positive.
(But watch out for an increase in butterflies in the next few days :) )
I'm very sorry to hear of your loss. My heart is with you during this time.
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