Looking up, looking down

By Eagleheart

Dear dad

I often imagine what would it be if you'd be still alive and live normally with us, your family. We would be whole again, a normal kind of family. Could it be possible, if you'd be alive? I guess no. You had too many troubles that you didn't even want to fix.
You know dad, I still cry because you aren't here. Sometimes just for stupid reasons. Sometimes alone when I remember all the nice things you used to say to me. That I was a strong little girl, your little angel, your little sunshine.
It's so unfair that your life had to go like it went.

My day wasn't as gloomy as it sounds! In the evening we went to have little fun with my friends. :) One of them had had a really rough day, too.

Beautiful song!

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