The Roots Of Life

The roots of life grow deep and strong

To know the gift that we belong

The wonder of the years gone by

Of precious people who have died

 

So many times I wondered why

The thoughts of children, maybe a cry

Where is my grandma, grandpa too

As a child, many questions grew

 

Can Daddy talk about the past

Or will this make him cry to tell

Too many questions, we should not ask

But, oh I wish, Daddy please don’t yell

 

Years gone by and oh I wish

It’s too late now to know

Talks we should have had back then

So many years ago

 

Dad never knew how I wanted so

To ask him, “please talk about the past?”

It’s all ok now my sweet, sweet Dad

I  know about our roots at last.

 

 

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