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My dad, my Nigella

Every time a piano plays
And I hear the rise and fall
I see your hands
Dancing, living

And every time I think of the future
I think of your hopes
And of your failures
And your permanent will to succeed

Each time I smell your aftershave
My heart soars
You’re still here with me
You’re on the air

And each time I see your card
Pinned up, a testament
That we had problems but love
I’m grateful I had you at all

Every day I think of something
To phone you up and say
And I grow silent and still
When I know that I can’t

But every day I remember you
And I smile as I know
That you surround me
Undying

Words that still ring true
Smells of foods we shared
Places we both loved
And family we loved

Without you I wouldn’t be me
So for that I’m grateful
And I know that I was blessed
And I will love you always

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  • steal-my-scene
    March 25, 2008
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    So I'm pretty sure you are quite the writer. This seems to be an emotional piece, it brought up some own personal memories; lines 15 and 16. My dad and I used to be real close but then when I told him that I liked girls everything changed. It's easier now but it will never be the same. Thanks again for sharing what you write. Keep it up!


    • -amykins-
      March 25, 2008
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      Oh I'm sorry that your dad wasn't accepting of that. Mine was, he just had other issues. And I'll never get to sort them cause he died about six weeks ago in a car crash. Hopefully you have the time to make things right with your dad love. Thanks for the comment again, and for the compliment xx