Thirty one years ago,
Thirty one years ago today
My Dad left my life,
The man that I have become,
I see him so often in me.
So not only has my love for music,
And love for nature,
Come from this person,
I am changing into him,
I am becoming my Dad,
He taught me respect,
Respect to all
That he had in him all his life,
A man I had always admired.
A gentle man,
And a gentleman.
We enjoyed our time together
Never any acrimony
But he passed this day
So many years ago.
I know he will be there
Waiting for me to come to him.
I will be with him one day
And together we can sit,
Sit and listen to music,
Listen to and listen with a pint in our hands.
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Author:
Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: September 9th, 2026 00:51
- Comment from author about the poem: On this day, 9th September my Dad passed away, two years before his seventieth birthday. I have become him in many ways. The music in the video is for him.
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