I miss him so much, 
Feel so out of touch.
I think of him, 
And I feel so grim.
I’ve hurt him so bad, 
O my sweet dad.
They say it’s not my fault, 
But that does not male me exalt.
I feel so helpless, 
We lost that closeness.
I feel so alone, 
Though I’m not on my own.
O how I miss him, 
My sweet old dad.                
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
 
                    