Dad, I'm starting to forget
What you look like,
I have no pictures
It keeps me awake at night.
I was promised pictures
But, never got them yet,
That was almost two months ago
She forgot, what do you want to bet?
Well, I guess I'm going to have to write
Kathy another long letter,
And ask once more to send pictures
It would make me feel better.
She was supposed to do something else
That would put my mind at ease,
Send me some of your ashes
At the moment, I'm very displeased.
How can you make a promise to someone
That never gets fulfilled?
I'm not asking for much Dad
My feelings will never be still.
Copyright Cynthia Jones
Aug.8/2007
I can't believe I've been waiting for almost two months to hear back from my step-mother. Guess I'm going to have to take the time to sit and write her another letter.