Do you see me, from up on high
Or have you gone on with your existence there
They say things move more quickly @ home
Unlike the plodding drudgery here
So perhaps a blink for you
Is years for me
The sluggishness of measured time
Not a concern for you, two more and I'm there with you
In those years,
My life has spiralled
In many different directions
Some good, some bad, but all in your abscence
There were many times
I could have used your
Level headiness and objectivity
Your ability to make sense of the things I could not
And still can't.....
I want to be a child again
With you on the sidelines, watching after me
That's what you were there for, if I needed you
You would be there
To quietly to help out
No judgements, no voiced opinions
Just there, listening offering a comment here or there
When you were asked
You would explain things
I didn't or couldn't understand
Either from personal experience or observation
Ahh Dad, I'm tired
I want to pack it in and call it a day
I don't want to be strong anymore
I'm not, I've just gotten to faking it pretty well
Most of all
I want to go out for coffee
At Mr. C's and shoot the shit with you
And feel just for a little while all is good in the world
I miss riding in the truck
While you sang Thunder Rolls to the radio
I still get misty hearing The Dance, it reminds me of you
I even miss you arming the truck before I'd get in, annoyingly loud as it was
I hate that you
Never saw my girls
I was the only one, you never held
A grandchild for, I was the youngest child just starting @ life
I wish I could
Talk to you, tell you about
The chaos in my life, how badly I'm doing
So you could tell me, that's what your there for, and make it better
