My Father's Song Poem by BRUCE MARTONE

My Father's Song



LATE LAST NIGHT I WAS LISTENING TO THE RADIO
AND MY FATHER SONG CAME ON
I STARTED TO SING IT THE WAY HE SANG IT TO ME
BEFORE HE PASS AWAY
THAN I PICK UP THE PHONE TO CALL MY MOTHER
WHILE LOOKING AT MY FATHERS PICTURE
AND STILL TODAY I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO SAY
BECAUSE I STILL DON'T UNDERSTAND
WHY GOD HAD TO TAKE HIM AWAY
LEAVING US LONELY WITH ONLY OUR SELVES
AND ME TO BECOME THE MAN I HAVE TO BE
TO TAKE CARE OF MY MOTHER
TO SOME HOW GET THE JOB DONE
EVEN THOUGH I WAS STILL VERY YOUNG
AND SOME HOW IT ALL CAME TOGETHER
SO MANY YEARS AGO
AND NOW MY FATHER SONG
MEANS JUST AS MUCH TO ME NOW, AS IT DID THAN.

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