When i think of daddy
i listen 2 his favorite music
close my eyes nd sing along
try not 2 think of him being gone
When i think of daddy
i walk down da streets
asking God for peace
When i think of daddy
i stare in the mirror hoping
to see his face
When i think of daddy
no matter how long it takes
i bring him back
even for a moment
such a heart felt touch to this poem....deeply written and composed...this was written with tears....lovely thanks for sharing Jon
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the poem was really good and interesting...but i feel poets shouldnt change the beautiful english language and its spelling! ...so it might be better if you made it proper