One Hundred Miles Away
Hereís my attempt at a witty gritty bitty but short little ditty,
Not for your pity but because I really want to be sincere,
Even as Iím living further away in a different city,
My love for you is so strong it will never disappear.
Dear son, I canít be there like youíve wished or dreamed,
But I think about you when I wake up and when I go to bed,
With that said, even though Iím not there like youíd like,
I pray that you understand the struggle in my head.
I feel frustrated and flustered as if I failed you as a father,
It bothers me because there can be so much potential,
That I havenít spent time with you, quality hours with you,
Because you fulfill a void in me thatís essential.
My shortcomings are in no way a reflection of my love,
But any time you want, Iím a phone call or a text away,
In simple terms Iíd like to affirm, I miss you so much,
Youíre close to my heart even if Iím a hundred miles away.
Well, the map says itís one hundred and five,
But I donít mind taking that quick drive.