I want to go see him before it gets too late,
So many things going 'round in my head like a big debate.
Maybe he's forgotten who I am or forgotten my name,
It just wouldn't be the same.
Or maybe I will forget he's my dad,
The one who loved me even when I was bad.
Or maybe I don't have the time or just can't make it,
Or maybe I work all the time or just couldn't take it.
Maybe if today was my last day,
Maybe I would find a way.
Maybe it might hurt too much,
To see his face or feel his gentle touch.
Maybe he would be too frail and in too much pain,
Maybe it would drive me insane.
Maybe I don't want my last memory of him to be in bed,
Maybe I will block him from my mind instead.
Maybe I will use,
Anything as an excuse.
Maybe I wasn't that close to him to really care,
Or maybe I don't want to be close enough for his pain to share.
Maybe my life is too busy to commute,
Or maybe it's cause I don't have just the right loot.
Maybe I don't want to be reminded about the end,
Or maybe I would rather sit with a friend.
Maybe it will be easier to pretend it's all good,
If I just pretend it doesn't matter if I go or go I should.
Maybe in time it will heal his life that is so bleak,
Maybe he would see that my spirit is just as weak.
Yes he was concerned each time I was in need,
But maybe he will not realize my selfish deed.
Maybe if I stayed away it would make it much better,
Maybe someday before it's too late we can get together.
Maybe someday will never come,
for some.
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Written by: Vida Murphy
Words inspired by: Wanda Pratt
In Memory of: Dad
3/19/31 to 3/25/04
My HeartFelt Thanks goes out to those who didn't think this way. I Love You all, God Bless each of you.