In loving memory of my father who died on Thanksgiving Day 1985.

He was gone when I woke
To a far away place
It's been seventeen years
Since I've seen his face

The things I recall
Fade more with each day
If I saw him once more
What words would I say

"Hey dad, let's go fishing"
Or "Hey dad, let's play ball"
"Dad, can we hang out
And do nothing at all?"

Perhaps we'd go hunting
Or work on a car
Instead we do nothing
For he's in the stars

I wanted you there dad
When I was a groom
But instead, God had called you
What I thought was too soon

With you I'd have shared
My dreams and my hopes
To me you'd have taught
Some of life's "tricky ropes"

So dad, if you're watching
Or if you can hear
There's one thing I wanted
To make crystal clear

When you left, I forgave you
Because God chose your fate
Dad, will you know me
When we meet at the gate?

When He also decides
That my time is done
I'll tell you I love you
It's me dad, your son

[This message has been edited by Krishankins (07-30-2002 06:19 PM).]

Kris, this was a beautiful, touching, wonderfully written memoir(sp) to your father. Beautiful, loving, wonderful. The love overflows.

Kris, can I tell you that you're perhaps the best poet I've read on here? Just thought I'd mention that.

Sincerely,
Titus

"They say that a hero can save us. I'm not gonna stand here and wait..."

                  -Chad Kroger

*bump*

"They say that a hero can save us. I'm not gonna stand here and wait..."

                  -Chad Kroger