I miss him so much,
Feel so out of touch.
I think of him,
And I feel so grim.
I’ve hurt him so bad,
O my sweet dad.
They say it’s not my fault,
But that does not male me exalt.
I feel so helpless,
We lost that closeness.
I feel so alone,
Though I’m not on my own.
O how I miss him,
My sweet old dad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem