This poem is dedicated to my dad... ROBERT ALVIN HOOK!!! He passed away when I was 12 years old, I still havenít the slightest idea of how to deal with this... I didnít really know him, the things I did know about him werenít all the good, but he was my dad... so all you young kids who take your parents for granted, DONíT ! thereís no pain in the world that compares to the pain of when you loose a parent... be nice let them know that you love them, because you never know when they will be gone... so without a goodbye or kiss from my dad he was gone like that, and the last words I said to him was and I quote "I HATE YOU DAD" and then I find out that heís gone... please always remember
What Do You Do?
What do you do when every smile becomes a LIE?
What do you do knowing he wonít be there?
Youíre turning 16 and your heart turns cold and bare!
When you canít be happy you canít laugh anymore!
You canít pretend he'll walk through that door!
With flowers and balloons and a cute teddy bear,
and a little pink bow to go in your hair,
a smile on his face and a tear in his eye!
Before his big hug out comes a sigh!
ďMy little girl is growing up so fast!Ē
Thatís what I wish Iíd hear him say,
Another gaze into my eyes,
Darling "I LOVE YOU happy 16th birthday!!!!
What do I do when my hands start to shake?
when my heart starts to yearn for that smile on his face?
16 years of life and almost 3 with pain in my heart,
A million left to go and I donít know where to start!!!!
So Iím lying here tonight my heart crushed and sad,
Itís SWEET 16 this year without my amazing dad!!!