Hi! How are you doing, Dad?
I am OK, I am not bad.
Just an idea drives me mad-
I can‘t believe that you are dead.
I even wasn’t near-by
To say the last "forgive", "good-bye",
But even plenty of the word
Cannot change this fucking world.
You were huge and strict and strong,
And always right and never wrong.
But what you really had inside-
You didn’t tell me, Dad. You died.
You said once: Sonny, realize,
You know, everybody dies,
The death is not to be deceived,
So die with honor - like you lived.
You've got three grandsons-Alex, Dan and Mike
They are like you, they are alike.
I am not young, my time will pass,-
They will have kids-you'll be with us.
Why are my eyes so red and wet?-
I just imagine we have met.
You always were a real Man,
I'll see you Daddy once again,
Though not yet. Not yet. Not yet.
To my Father
© Copyright: Виктор Ковязин, 2011
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