On the way home…

1 Leave a comment on verse 1 0 Not far off your age Dad
Not far off the age God took you home
Far too early too many words still to be said
I feel old, sometimes
And then again I think of you
And you’re far too young
To be dead
The Reds are doing ok
The future a little brighter now Rafa’s here
But you must see all this
From heaven?
It’s not the same tho
Everyone’s changed
The songs remain the same
But new voices sing them
What does Shanks think?
And Bob and Joe?
I’ve still got your old Liverpool scarf Dad
Before I lost you
So long ago.


Source: http://footballpoets.org/poems/on-the-way-home/