words Melissa Raymond
Dear Father,
Never shall I forget the things you taught,
Never shall I forget the courage you etched,
Never shall I forget the adventures we took — the dreams I had!
Never shall I forget how to pour my tea, from height it’s the colonial Englishman in me.
Never shall I forget the piano cords you adored, the Beethoven melodies I strived to record,
Never shall I forget the Yorkshire walks, the rivers, the meadows, and the haunted English moors,
Never shall I forget how to make a mash, a porridge of sorts — stir to make a figure of 8,
Never shall I forget the sleepless nights, the hunger endured, the homelessness, the hopelessness, the heartbreak — I saw, I see.
Never shall I forget the unanswered questions, the absent father,
Never shall I forget my graduation, my wedding day, their first day at school, their grandparent’s day,
Never shall I forget her graduation, her awards, her second breath and thank God the third!
Never shall I forget her fear, her sorrow, her ache, her announcement NEVER TRUST!
Never shall I forget the night you left, the note you left, the silence — you left!
Never shall I forget those final words, I love you, never forget.
Never shall I forget that you, forgot — me.
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