أ ب ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ـ ي My Father. Poem by salma. torrez

Time passed and passed
I’ll never forget the day
they called to tell me
That you have gone away

The hurt is the same
Like an open wound
There are days
I don’t utter a sound

Some days the pain is stronger
It makes me sick and weak
I can’t stand this much longer
I just sit here and weep

I have shut my private door
And let no one in
Locking myself in a box
They try, but I won’t give in

You were like a rock
Strong, faithful and true
What worth has my life
Now I don’t have you

I was not your first born
But always Daddy’s little girl
I took my own path
But was still part of your world

Maybe i was not the best
But you know daddy dearest
I had so much respect

I always loved you
My dad, my star
Now my pain is
To worship you from afar

I love you now
As I did back then
I just hope one day
I will see you again

I am so proud of you
Brave and strong to the end
Now when asked “how are you? ”
There is no need to pretend

I love and miss you so much,
take care of mama dearest
tell her when i cry i know she wipes my tears
Because i feel her touch.