In the blink of an eye your life can change, no contol, no choice
Do we answer to a higher power, who's whim we do not know
Did we make this choice, so long ago, forgotten was our plan.
Tomorrow I may smile again, today I'm not so sure
Things are changing all around us, for this there is no cure.
How we cope with things is different for everyone without a doubt
Would we do it the same, if we knew, that in the blink of an eye your world will change.
You can't understand my grief but then again neither can I
But look closely you will see me, I'm still here. Please don't look over me or through me,
I know you don't know what to say, so maybe it's all in the not saying that counts.
My pain is quite real and my anger still reamins,
He left before his work was done, but who then is to blame
Is God the culprit or Dad's heart, that held for us such love.
He was here and now he's gone: so quick - so fast, with no time to say goodbye.
No time to tell you that I love you, no time to tell you thanks
No time to tell you your my hero, that guides me down my path.
"He can hear you tell him now", is never quite the same
as telling him to his smiling face, so he will know the purpose from which he came.
What more can I do now but make him proud, my fine Italian father, how I miss you so.
And now my daughter is not happy and she too would like to leave,
How much saddness does it take to bring you to your knees.
Don't treat me like a child, I know what I must do
And if I am inside myself, it's only that I am seeking too.
There I look for answers to questions that I ask
Like why did this happen, and where do I go and how long will this last.
In my mind I see him the hospital that's all
In the coffin, with no life left to him at all
So afraid to close my eyes.
What would I give to remember that laughing smiling man when I lay down at night,
And though I try with all my might I just can't get it right.
He went so fast, he felt no pain,
No that was left to us.
At lest he didn't suffer,
No that was left to us.
I want to shout and scream and cry
I'm not sure what I'll do, but maybe I will leave my options open to throw a fit or two.
I'm tired of being angry, so peace shall I seek; but Lord you make it difficult when no rest you give to me.
You can bury family members and cry and feel torn,
but sorrow like this can only come from those who gave you life,
those who helped to shape your world by sharing their advice.
Their wisdom and their love, it's what defines your life
From childhood to adult, they stand by your side.
Now there is a whole there that is difficult to abide.
Days will go and years will pass
Memories will stay
And for my hero, unsung, forever will I pray.
He wasn't perfect, he had his faults, as all we humans do,
he had an "ism" that about drove my mom insane,
but to me he was my Daddy and there wasn't anything he couldn't do.
Now he's gone and nothing will be the same,
No not even Christmas time, perfection was his goal,
Who else would spend the time, tinsel one by one
Who else would spend the time but this imperfect soul.
This too shall pass, for certain do I know
but what shall take it's place, without stealing the memories of one I loved so dear
So afraid am I of forgetting and losing, my mother much I hold near.
Perhaps in time I'll give her space, but not yet I fear.
I think to myself, sorry Lord, but you can't have her yet
From us is gone my father, I can't cope with much more
Take your time to bring her home, for one day they will reunite
but to you it's only the blink of an eye.
Everyone feels guilt for words unsaid, time not spent, deeds not done
Mistakes we will make again, for it is not in human nature to be perfect,
Never though let an "I love you" go unsaid for time is short and uncertain.
I try to teach my children, hold precious everyday
If they are listening I don't know
Afraid always I will say or do the wrong thing that will make them want to go away
But in the blink of an eye it changes.
Do I feel better now,
A little I am sure
But it takes time and faith
To heal, to breath, to remember and to love
and that can all change in the blink of an eye.
IN LOVING MEMORY OF DAD.......who the world lost November 14, 2002
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