Dad

- If there was a way - something I could maybe say - If I could only see him here, once again; Hear his grand laugh - see his comforting grin - God, I know I should've been there more - So much now I want to ask... things I truly need him for; Oh, but then I was always too busy running - I suppose I'm running, from myself, still. Ofcourse it's all now in the setting sun - He has gone on ahead... crossed over the hill, and finished his run; Yet, I do believe, someday, by the grace of God, I too shall ride that final trail When death gives me the last nod - Then at long last we again shall meet face to face With a wonderful embrace. But, until that destined time I pray I find A way to be, when it's all said and done, A better father, than I ever was a son. I love you Dad - I think about you every day - I miss you more Than I can ever find words to say.