Dad, I won't forget you as you've forgotten me

your memories cruelly blown

like leaves

are from The Tree

 

    I still feel your hand upon my troubled head

your words of guidance

softly spoke

each one thoughtfully said

 

    I see you fade in days that pass so slow

before the care home window

where you sit

each time I go

 

    I'm just a boy like you were in your time

and though we'll lose

each other

your memory is with mine

 

    The world was cruel you stood like Oak

your branches gently sheltered

those souls

you called your folk

 

Dad, I'll slip away now I'm sorry I can't stay

and though you'll be alone now

you'll be with me

every day.

 

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