As soft winds sweep away the days
I look back on my life through a haze.
As though memories were just dreams,
Never realizing what it all means.
 
Now I know it was all in my mind;
A happy family – it was not mine.
 
The laughter in a game of catch,
A memory that shall never reattach.
 
Drawing from my father an inner strength;
And stubborn pride of equal length.
 
But then the line of fate was drawn;
As though I blinked and you were gone.
 
I found myself alone and facing the sun;
Not a woman, not a girl, a fatherless one.
 
Eyes blinded by a void inside;
Feeling as if I had died.
 
Please, Dad, today just hear my call,
I’m sorry that I dropped the ball.
 
My life is wrecked, my knees are skinned;
My emotions desperately undisciplined.
 
I can’t get up, although I try,
Please don’t be upset if I cry.
 
Though I fight a future I cannot see;
Please, Dad, say you’re still proud of me.