“A note to my father”

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“In the solitude of the cabin I wrote a song;

Thousands of feet above the earth I wrote him a song.

A song of love and pain, of betrayal and rejection,

Thousands of feet above the earth I wrote him a song.

A song for my father.

He loves me but can’t say it.

Saying it means he is less than a man

He is proud of me but can’t say

Saying it means he is a weakling

He wants to hold me and cry but

Doing that will question his manhood.

I know because in his eyes, my father wrote a song

It was a song by my father.

Thousands of feet above the earth, in a cabin confined

I remember my father

The time we had, the love we could have shared

The memory we had

The pain we could have known

Thousands of feet above the earth and thousand of miles apart

Seven seasons have gone

His voice on the phone frail and fragile

He told me he loves me

He told me he is proud of me

He told me many things with a cracked voice and a weeping sound

My father sang me the song he wrote whilst he loved me still

He wrote me the song and sang them to me

Though I was thousands of feet above the earth and locked up in a cabin

Though he was thousands of miles away and confined to a bed.

My father wrote me a song

He sang the song of his happiness,

A song of his pride

A song of his love

A song of his pain

A song is his anguish

Thousands of mile away, over the telephone

My father sang me the song he wrote to me.

Courtney Aspen New Voices Maxim Eristavi Heather Nann Holly Kearl Katerina Biliouri

Written by

#AngelicTroublemaker. TEDx/Public speaker, @AspenNewVoice & @SalzburgGlobal fellow &@HRC global inovators. Agents @FRESHSpeakers. Contact bookbisi@bisialimi.com

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