Father, Don'T Go Yet Poem by Liilia Talts Morrison

Father, don't go yet.
Wait till I can tell you that I love you
Till I bring you a poem to make you smile.
Wait till I can bring you morsels
To strengthen your tired limbs.

Don't go yet.
You must tell me of the lilac bushes
Of the summers on the farm
Of how mother was young once.
Tell me how beautiful she was.

Don't go yet father.
There is so much I want to tell you
So much I want to ask
That you never heard,
I never asked

For if you go
Only the mango trees will know,
Only the pines.