Day 18 - What you thinkin’ Dad?

Today’s challenge was to write a lullaby.  Not really where my head is at these days.  So I will share with you the words that I penned the night my Father died.  They helped me sleep.

What you thinkin’ Dad?

(Jaquith, 2012)

What you thinkin’ Dad?

Is this where we meet?

Somewhere between night and day,

A drink in hand and a tear in the eye?

Was there something I should have done?

I know I can’t ask you now.

Was there something left to do?

I will just have to wait.

I can’t figure whether to cry or to smile.

This is what you wanted.

You wanted to see her again.

I hope she meets you with a smile.

We aren’t the smartest,

Us men folk,

But it was enough to keep her happy,

Least most of the time.

There were secrets,

Things left unsaid,

Half truths,

Left to lie in the corners.

But I am OK,

I would rather leave it that way,

The truth only dims my image of you,

My idol, my strength,

Not sure I ever said that.

You taught me how to work,

You taught me how to care,

You taught me the value of love,

You taught me, how to be me,

I love you Dad,

I miss you,

I hope she holds you tight,

My boys will miss you.