To: Berman Frank,
In remembrance of a father, it took a long time for me to know,
I wasn't there to be your daughter, You weren't there to watch me grow;
For all the years we spent apart, it sometimes made me sad,
That although you were my father, I could never call you Dad;
But, I rejoice today for the years we spent, catching up and moving on,
We accepted that so much had passed, and could not be undone;
And I've finally come to realize, although it's taken me awhile,
That you'll always be my father, and I'll always be your child;
Now it's time for me to say good-bye, and to mourn all that will not be;
And to say I'm so thankful...so very grateful,
for your blood that runs through me.
(Linnie Frank Bailey, August 1995)
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