I thought that I was doing pretty well, then came along, this day
Two weeks ago today, Dad you were called home, out of the fray
Dad, I sat down at my laptop to start writing these thoughts I kept
An alert blinked, so I clicked, a picture of us opened up, I wept
I have said, I was blessed to do what God has allowed me time to do
I wasn’t done Dad, why did you have to leave now, I trust God knew
I always acted in love, knowing that one distant day you’d be gone
Leaving a hole here in my world, rhythm broken, no tasks to be done
You would just get better, together we would move on, more time to share
Then one April morning I rushed, to be with you, but you weren’t there
When do we get to share a coffee and relive the moments we love?
Now I sit here by myself, mulling over this and that, I look above
What about the road trips we talked of Dad, where would we go?
I drive for hours, all over the place, and creation, let me know
Dad, who is going to tell me stop, or to turn, on our way to Canada?
Dad, I’d stop every time you needed, regardless of my own stamina
Dad, can we gather round the table one more time and just let loose?
Oh, we’d laugh til tears, you, my siblings, Mom, this boy you called moose
I look at the hoop and wonder if I’ll ever see that arch ever again
Dad, you were one the best lefty shooters there has ever been
You weren’t well, but I never thought this day would come so soon
Dimly, I thought that maybe when the day came, I’d be somehow immune
Dad, I am not immune, I can barely get through a day, maybe even two
I can’t imagine the despair of those who don’t know the Truth you knew
I wouldn’t make it were it not for the message, the way to heaven’s door
As a child, I’d lay in bed and pray that prayer every night just to be sure
It was you Dad, you shared the gospel and led me to the foot of the cross
It was you Dad, you put it out there, heaven bound, no longer lost
And, Dad, one day it will be our great day of celebration and joy
When, we all get together in heaven, it’ll always be a dad and this boy
How we will laugh, and in perfect health, we will walk the streets of gold
Dad, we will all see you again, in the land where we will never grow old