I wrote this poem shortly after my Dad passed away. At his funeral the Pastor asked to think about the last 10 years of your life. It flew by like a "snap." In the average lifetime we get 8 snaps, 9 if you're lucky.
Phillip Lee Scott only had five. My Father's passing, is really the first death I've had to deal with. It has been extremely had for me. I wish it wasn't true. I miss him so very much. This poem just touches the surface of my feelings.
I wish I could open up the heavens and give my Dad a hug. Or even just hear his laugh just one more time. I love you Dad.
Lost In My Thoughts
|by Amy Richards|
Lost in my thoughts
With you on my mind
Seeing you there, all out of time.
Five snaps, all that you had
Now your gone, no more Dad.
October 22, the phone, the news
How I wish it wasn't true.
Seeing you there, laying on the floor
Tears pouring down as I walked through the door
My Dad, this isn't true, it can't be real
Your pain has stopped, now it's my turn to feel.
Hurt, anger, I can't get it straight
Your birthday came three months too late.
I had my time in your room that day
Holding your hand, but no words to say
Trying to believe what had happened was true
Not wanting to Dad, just wanting you.
Still I try to understand
Why this happened to you Dad.
How do I get through my own inner pain
Thinking of you, am I going insane
I just can't get you out of my mind
Is this supposed to get easier with time?
I love you, I miss you, I wish you were here
Standing at your grave was my biggest fear
Out in the cold looking down
How could my Daddy be in the ground?
How can it be, why is this true?
Oh God, oh Dad, I just miss you.