Letter #6

“I am going to have to let you
go and say goodbye”
Well Daddy,
The ball has always been
in your court, you have
called the shotsYou always seemed to be
the la-la man,
always having fun
tipping the bottleon the poker table with
your friends
puffs of smoke curling
to the ceiling
You couldn’t even see meDarn,
why do I do this?
Give you free rent in my
head
just going through life
believing what you saidI thought you held the
keys, and if I just did
enoughI would be alright
I did everything I knew
when I went to church
I always followed the
rules
No rouge on my cheeks
no fringe upon my dress
my boots polished to a
lustrous shine
then maybe you I could
findbut you died too soon
leaving me with a picture
incompleteI don’t know the reason why
these things happened
but perhaps there is a purpose
and reasonif it can be helpful to others
that question why, like I,
then that makes it alrightso dear Daddy
I am going to have to let you
go and say goodbye
I’ll always love you and
I know you loved me too!I have one more letter to
write, of One that completes
the picture of the one you
left behind!
