I am a flower that wishes there will be a day
When you would turn and say
My beautiful flower look at you
You’ve come such a long way
I am so very proud of you
As u should surely know
I wish that I could hug you
And cure you of your woe
But you can not say these words
That I so dearly need
Instead you are so far away
Why do I deserve this horrible deed
I go on every single day
Wondering what you would think
I feel you close and yet so far
Do we even still have that link?
I think we do
Yet how will I know?
how do I know if you even still see
I see your face every day of my life
I wish I knew if you could still see me
But this is the pain that I have to bare
Until I see you again so clear
Then you can hug me and say those things
That I so desperately need to hear
Until that day comes to comfort me
I will never know
I just hope that I am still right next to you
That flower you helped grow
Oh, how beautiful, Carolyn. Though sorry about your father, but it is the thing or things that tied you together or those magic words that you never forget and you are forever waiting to hear them. Very well written, I liked that.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I am sure your dad is looking at you from up there and saying what a beautiful flower I sowed. Keep up the writing!