Tears of Memory

Everyday I think of you and how you used to love me
and how you were always by my side, never putting anyone above me.
Then I think of all the times we used to laugh and play
But tears stream down my sad, depressed eyes as I think of the grave in which you lay.
Why did you have to pick up that nine?
Forever and ever you were supposed to be mine.
I can’t help it if I cry
Because of the simple fact that you have died.
I miss you so much, I really do.
With you gone, my heart is blue.
I regret letting you leave that fateful night.
Feelings of guilt I have to fight
Because when you left, my heart was black
And deep inside I said, “Don’t come back.”
I wish that I didn’t let you go
But held you tight and said, “I love you so.”
I shouldn’t have let you leave me, Dad
While I was angry, spiteful, ticked off and mad.
I wish I could take beck being mad at you
I wished that I had hugged you; really, I do.
If I had just told you, “Please don’t leave,”
Maybe today I wouldn’t have to grieve.
You did more for me than my birth father did,
You could relate to me just like a little kid.
To me, you were more than just my mom’s friend
but my step daddy, down to the very end.

In memory of my step daddy
August 31, 1969 – January 21, 1999