Just that one day a year...again!

I know that I'm a prisoner
To all my Father held so dear
I know that I'm a hostage
To all his hopes and fears
I just wish I could have told him in the living years
 
I wasn't there that morning
When my Father passed away
I didn't get to tell him
All the things I had to say
 
 
2012-12-10 @ 20:06:00 Permalink


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