I'm sitting in the classroom.
The time, it is ticking by.
I'm finding it hard to concentrate,
As I feel like I want to cry.
My dad, he left this morning -
He kissed away my tears.
He'll be gone for six whole months,
But it feels like years and years.
I feel a part of me is missing -
There's a hole there in my heart.
I really do hate the time
When we are so far apart.
Whenever my Dad is far away,
My Mum and I really worry.
I wish that I could fast forward time,
And make the days pass in a hurry.
I wish that I could send an angel
To watch over him day and night;
I wish that I could rule the world:
Put an end to this wretched fight.
I often picture him in my head,
Amidst some foreign field -
I know that he could get himself injured,
Or, worse than that, get himself killed.
My life, it carries on though -
Routine helps pull me through.
I try to fill up each of my days -
Find lots of things I can do.
I really want him home again -
To feel complete once more.
To feel those loving arms
Of the father who I adore.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.I would like to translate this poem