For me dad,
Sorry to say,but you’re dead!
You’re only a memory of the past
A shadow, which ran fast
And left all behind
You forgot to be kind.
Was it so hard to remember
That someone, who you married in September
Had a child
Who now knows that you lied!
You forgot that she’s yours
You forgot that once you gave her a rose
But that happened only once
From then you wanted sons.

You forgot that she’s your daughter!
And everything, which connected you to her
Have you ever thought
That she needed someone to talk
Have you ever thought
Even if you were wrong…
She feels nothing for you now!
Do you want to know why?
Because she knew that some of us will die
Earlier than wrote.
Then she wrote a note
Actually a letter
For her sweet, beloved father.
The letter began like this:” For me dad,
sorry to say, but you’re dead”