Daddy

Daddy
By Shari Gose

I miss you lots Daddy, don’t you see
You should be here to play with me
I am only 3 years old, to young to really know
Why you won’t be here to watch me grow

I tell everyone I see “My daddy didn’t buckle in”
They look at me all sad, not knowing where to begin
To try to say the words to make things better for me
But I miss my daddy, so they can’t, you see.

I miss you lots Daddy, Don’t you see
You should be here to play with me
I don’t understand why you had to die
Why we didn’t hold on longer for that last goodbye

Dedicated to my granddaughter Emmalyne and my son Jordan

Copyright Shari G. 2010