When father dies I will
cry
Not because he's gone but
for all he chances we never took
For all the things we never did and
for all the words we
never said
When father dies i will
smile
Not because he's gone but
for all the chances I'll never have to take
For all the things I'll never have to do and
for all the words I'll never have
to say
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
pain & relief percolate through your lines.. and your note tell us why..