The Day I Testify (Thanks Dad)
I stumble to put together a clear thought, memories and moments of you and such.
I don’t know if I’ve built a defense mechanism to keep it together?
I don’t know?
It’s been a year and I can’t shake it out of my system, you’re gone!
I never really understood the term mixed emotions until now. I always thought you felt one way or another.
I can testify to feeling confused!
Maybe it’s sensory overload, I want to piece together my mental rolodex of memories and it turns into an emotional yarn ball.
That’s not it!
I can testify to needing your advice.
God, I wish I can talk to you one more time!
Your words play out like a day by day guide to better living.
I wish I can better put together all the wisdom you passed down!
How did you do it?
I guess experience is the best teacher.
I can testify to being grateful, the experience of being your son.
I promise you this.
When my day comes, the day I testify, I can say “I’m grateful for having had you as my father”.
(2012)
Liked or faved by...
