he_touched_my_life

He Touched My Life
He stood tall,
I seemed so small,
but I knew he'd always
be there through it all.

He loved the thought of living
and he had so much to give,
but I didn't understand
his way to live.

He touched my life
and I didn't know it,
He touched my heart,
and I didn't show it,
And all that mattered to him
were the things I wouldn't give
Oh I wish my time with him
I could re-live.

He did things his way
He took life by storm
But he always wound up near me
tired and worn.

I never took the time
to realize, you see,
I was so caught up in life
and in me.

I didn't ever notice
he was dying deep inside
that he needed someone to lean on
and still feel he had his pride.

But he would not go to someone
No, for him that wouldn't do,
His heart ached for his family,
the only one he ever knew.

He tried to make me listen
and to understand his pain,
but instead he got my doubts,
and I wondered what he'd gain.

So he left that day a hurt man,
and it makes me very sad
it was the last time
that I ever saw my dad.

He touched my life
and I didn't know it,
He touched my heart,
and I didn't show it,
And all that mattered to him
were the things I wouldn't give
Oh I wish my time with him
I could re-live.

"I Love You, Dad."

By Lori D. Mathes
November 1987