Each day you let slip by,
One less day, for our eyes.
Everyday you choose not to see,
One less day for you and me.
We have missed so much time,
I thought you would be sad.
But it turns out, you don't care,
If you ever see your Dad.
It's up to you to choose to wait,
Just don't wait to long.
I won't be around forever
& you will miss me when I'm gone.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem