His words where simple,
sweet,and low.
All he said was "I have to go."
My dad left me eight years ago,
but I have to hold on to my dreans.
It's been fifty yaers though it seems.
He dont know me,
why cant anyone see,
no one can be a father to me.
looking back on things he's done,
my dreams are gone,
they disappeared,
just like my dad,
and all the things we could of had!
