Dad
God, it's almost the end of the year...
I wonder what I accomplished this year
I don't want to think about it to be honest
Cause it makes me realise that the answer
Will probably be 'nothing'
Yeah I had a hard time with the surgery
I needed time to recover and it took longer than expected
I've quit smoking... Guess that's at least something
I can be proud of... although in times of intense stress
I still long for that smoky thing... I can hold in though!
I miss my father I miss talking to him when I'm sad
Just his presence could be so comforting
I dreamed about him the other day, it was a beautiful dream
I still hear him talk to me when I need help or comfort
I know he is still there, I just wish I could see him one more time
Next year I will visit the forest where I planted his tree
I want to run my finger across his name
That is engraved on the glass panel...
I want to talk to him for a while, breathe in the clean air
Smell the scent of the wood, the soil and the air
I want to see the tree grow, rooted deep in the soil
Ready to become alive in spring and die again in wintertime
My gratitude towards him and what he taught me
I love him forever


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