A father thats gone,
another one gone.
How do these events keep adventuring on.
I didn't know Him,
no not at all.
he wasn't my dad,
not from my family,
a dad or a brother,
he wasn't my father.
But a girls i don't know,
who died to day.
What it was or what the cause, i doubt I'll ever know.
But when we lose a father,
who can really tell what we feel inside?
Who knows what lies within and deep below, who knows your thoughts of heaven or below?
I did not know this father but i can only imagine, what the girl has to go through.
To live a life without a father, is something i have not, but if i ever do its something its something i forgot.
