Oh how you must be feeling
Daddy
dry feet, dry skin, dry hands
dry mouth, dry eyes
aching, wasting, waiting
wailing
no escape, no exit, no repose
all exposed
no place to hide, no way to sigh
the pain, insane, no gain, no change
no money, no strength, not much to hold
not much pride left to ride
alone, cold, afraid
afraid to die
to leave behind a wife
a life and four children
well, five including the one you adopted
your step-daughter, me, Mimi
you called my name
so many times you called my name
"Mimi"
so sweet, oh so sweetly
you called my name
I won't hear, I won't hear you again
I won't see, I won't see you again
this void, this void, your absence will make
a man once whole, a hole in my heart
I won't dance, I won't dance with you again.....

(I love you Dad...I love you)

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