I cried and cried and there he was

I cried and cried and there was he

I wanted my life back,

But it belong to he.

What do I mean?

I mean, the creator of it all

The spirit that found me and refused me to fall.

I love you father, you are my first and last,

I miss you profusely, you are my ultimate task.

You hold my shoulders when I am sad

You hold me tighter when I am especially go mad,

You get me true feeling

And my ultimate believing.

Jason

5th December 2022