Just before I retired for the night,
you came into my mind, before, I
turned out the light. Lying on my
pillow, I felt vey sad, for tomorrow,
was fathers day and I missed you,
dad! It's a time to celebrate, going
to dinner and such, these are the
things, I miss so much! Now, no
longer, can I take part in this, or
see your smiling face. If you only
knew, how I looked forward, to this
day, as you were my saving grace.
What it meant to me, just to sit with
you and talk. Even when you weren't
feeling well, I never heard you squawk.
Still you managed, to tell a joke or two
and kept the moment light. That's the
kind of person you were, as you are
and always, will be, my shining knight!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem