It’s not like I need a specific day to remember you
‘cause I think of you everyday
I imagine the things you would do
And all the things you would say
Would you still make us all laugh
The way that you used to
Would I still shout at you for eating sugary things
Knowing they were no good for you
Would half the things be the way that they are
If you were still with us right now
I wonder too much sometimes
Who, what, when, why, if and how
I wonder if I’ll recognise you
In the silvery beauty above
Will we be the form that we are
And will there be white doves
Flying all around in the sky that envelopes us
A bubble of happiness
Where no one can penetrate us...
Walking around the shops
Full of their over-commercialised crap
Teddies, cards, letters and cups
Even customised blue and white hats
And I can’t help but think of you
‘Cause I know none of that crap meant anything to you
I made you a trophy from cardboard and scraps
'No.1 Dad' it said
And that made you happier
Than handing you gold
‘cause you treasured those little things
Until they grew old
But somehow those things outlived your life
And still I question why, why, why
You were so far and still so young
But I guess you always belonged to the One...
And I’ll see you up there Daddy
Wait for me
Get a cup of tea ready
I’ll bring some cake
Together we’ll sit
Talk, laugh and cry a while
‘cause it’s those little things
That I want
That I never got to do with you
And I’ll make you proud this life
And everything is for you
I guess what I’m trying to say is
I hope you know we ain’t forgot you
That’s impossible
You’re one of the three
That gave me life
You’re the ONE I remember in good times
And in strife
And I know you’re up there looking out for us
Looking down on us
And Insha’Allah waiting for us
That dream in my head will be reality
We’ll all be together
And we’ll all be free
To be that one big happy family
The family that I always dreamed.
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