I was only ten,bored out my head,
And all I wanted was you to help
Me build a play den.But instead
All you did was lie in bed.
I would cry often because I wanted
To have a father who I could talk to,
Go out with, even though I was a girl
Kick a ball about in the park.
But that was other kids life, not mine.
Now your gone and I'm all grown up
I understand why you never did those
Things, It wasn't because you couldn't
Be bothered or lazy, but instead
It was because you couldn't remember
My name, never mind what games I
Asked you to play, or asked 'dad
when can we go away'.
I'm sorry I felt hurt and let down
And unloved and use to frown.
I know you were ill and suffered
Badly with Alzheimer's, but then it
Was put down to old age and instead
Of getting you well,they put you in
An home and you willowed away
Like the last breath of the
Sun on a cold winters day.