Dear daddy
Dear Daddy it's been years since we talked.
I still hear your foot dragging across the room when you walked
Do you remember that song you always play to me daddy?
It was a pretty song yet it's such a pity,
I could never hear you sing it to me again when I'm sleepy.
Because you're in a faraway place now daddy.
Do you remember when I saw you on our street?
You were with that fine lady with pretty shoes on her feet.
She looked young and fair with that yellow Sunday dress.
It's such a shame.
She was a mess after when mommy came.
Mommy glared at you with her golden chestnut eyes.
She slapped and shouted at you, not bothering everyone's eyes.
She was furious.
In pain.
Yet I didn't understood the situation,
I just stood at the balcony with utter frustration.
Mommy cried that night, daddy.
She hugged me tight and told me it's gonna be alright.
Her moans and weep's filled that silent night.
I didn't know what to do.
I patted her head and shush her, like you always do.
She did not stopped.
Her tear were falling and her shoulders shaking nonstop.
I tried calming her down and I regretted it.
I sang her your song.
