A Dedication to my Daddy

All of our lives changed for good.
We’d all change it if we could.
We’d all bring back Clay,
For just another day.
Oh, all the things we would say.
If we knew,
He’d never see the next morning dew.
The hardest thing to say, Goodbye.
Although if we said this, it’d be a lie.
Because we’ll all see him some other day.
Because of the price, the good lord paid.
And in the Lord we will find our strength.
To deal with this time of struggle and length.
Without a person who was so near
So dear
To our hearts
And will be to the end and has been from the start.
Many of us just lost :
A friend.
A Brother.
An Uncle.
A Papaw,
A Son.
But for me and my sisters,
We lost the one who used to cover our blisters.
The one who changed our dirty dippers.
And when we would cry, he’d act as windshield wipers
The one who tries to help us cope.
The one that for us has high hopes,
The one when we’d mess up, he’d get mad.
The one we got to call dad.
I’m sorry for being mean, rude, obnoxious, loud.
But ill do my best to make you proud
It’s hard not knowing.
The pain I believe is showing.
We don’t ever know,
When it’s someone’s time to go.
We leave them with anger and rage,
Without a thought that soon
All too too Soon
Have to start a new chapter. Turn the page.
With the lights turned down dim.
Without him.
Looking into the future may seam a little grim
Not knowing what to do without him.
The way he’d rub my feet,
After I came home tired and with defeat.
The way he would just talk and talk.
And back on the trail, we’d walk and walk.
Or maybe even ride our bikes.
Either way its all alike.
Picking a few of the prettiest flowers
And at home in a vase they’d tower.
Wishing he was still here.
Because his time just didn’t seam near.
It isn’t what any of us would of thought.
Its what any of us would of fought.
Many of us fighting it now.
Sitting with silence and tears wondering how?
Haven’t eaten. Haven’t slept.
But the Lords plans we’ll soon have to accept
In Jeremiah 29:11
The Lord declares
For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future
Upon these words I meditate in prayer
And With the Lord come to a place
Where thoughts and words are spoken through a slow pace
You see, Our will not his be done
He decides weather or not we get to see the next morning sun
For he knows what’s best
If we should go North South East or West
In a way though, I’m jealous of dad
You know just a tad.
Because I know he is in heaven now
He got to take his last bow
Although sadness fills our hearts
And its tearing so many of us apart
But now he is finally home
He gets to see all of our father sitting upon his throne
And he too again, gets to see his dad
He is glad
He is happy
No more Pain
He no longer has to deal with all the storms and rain
He is joyful and bliss
And I know that from heaven
He is blowing us all down a sweet and sincere kiss