The Call Came, He Was Dead

The call came sometime around ten
I heard the sorrowful voice on the other end
I ran to my Mother and passed her the phone
I never knew I could feel so alone
As I knew something was wrong
And knew my inability to be strong
I never let myself listen at the door
Do I'd have no reason to let tears fall to the floor

Dad came down
And it was like his words turned off the light
Truth came that no one could fight
When the call came
It was such a surprise
And a burst of reality struck
As tears washed my eyes

I remember when the call came
We never expected he'd be dead
Now I see the flashbacks of him
Running to and throw throughout my head
People say he was a good men
But I think deeper then that
Because those words can barely tilt a hat
They don't even begin to give him justice
Like only beauty is from a flower what you notice

I think of when he was at the church
For my most important event
Took his time to come see me
And how happy I felt
As they walked through the door frame
And now as it ends I want someone to blame
'Cause he was more then a good men
He will in our hearts forever be in

I remember his hugs
And how he always made us feel special
No one told us he was sick
My sister and I
Before I knew it
I had begun to cry
The kleenex was my first try
To erase my tears from sight
Reality was pressed against my heart tight

He wasn't just a good men
He was also a holy men
He was a river of dreams
Never put deep pressure on my shoulders
That'd make me crumble and fall
And all I fought for and dreamed about
He never made me feel like a waste at all
And how I'd grow up he never had doubt

And now I wish up to the sky
Wishing I could pray He'd bring my Uncle back
And he wouldn't have had to die
But in truth I know I'm really asking why
Why couldn't there have been a warning
A whisper gently singing
I wish I knew him better
And knew his favorite color
Thought about him more often
And maybe I've learned that lesson

No one told me he was sick
It never crossed my mind he was dying
Then again he wasn't dying
A sudden stroke within hours
Took his dear life
Stole him from ours
And cut through this family
Like a knife
I thought he'd live for so much longer
And the cruel truth in days passed will linger
His health was quiet strong
And he had very few problems
But this ruthless stroke mercilessly claimed his life

So now all dressed in dark shades
The reality rushes in like a raid
And I wish I knew just what to say
I know I'll miss him in every way