These three words don’t mean enough,
When they are left unsaid.
And they don’t mean enough ,
When from a letter they are read.
These three words are special,
And their meaning should be true.
But I often have to wonder dad,
What these three words mean to you.
For you tell me that you love me,
But is it really how you feel?
Because when you say these words,
They often seem surreal.

Your daughter I will always be,
But I don’t think this is something,
That you have come to see.
For as a child I need the love,
Only a parent can provide,
But on that note I need this parent,
When I need them. By my side.

However life turns out,
Or things may come about.
A piece of my heart will always be,
A precious gift that I give thee.
So as a father your only task,
Is to make the love in this gift,
Grow stronger; and forever it will last.
When now you say “I love you”,
Don’t follow it by goodbye.
For it makes the words seem meaningless,
And it makes them seem like such a lie.

N.B – Written for my dad when I was young and he lived overseas after choosing to leave for a different life. My dad and I are now close and he enjoys spending time with his grandchildren.