I never really knew my dad
he was a reserved man
he hid his feelings well
and he didn't talk much
in church he use to hold my hand
as we bowed our heads to pray
and he smiled at me
after I'd say amen
on the car ride home he'd pat my head
as if to say good job or well done
I vaguely remember him saying much
except maybe when i was in trouble
(that happened way to much)
At sunday dinner he'd cut my food
then ask me to say the prayer
"God bless daddy and this food"
Is what I'd always say
At bedtime he tucked me in
and lightly kissed my cheek
and just before he left the room he'd say
"Good night baby girl"
I was no baby
but I never argued that point
he said it so softly
then he turned out the lights
