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The Moon

A song/poem written in memory of Mark Clark Lyrics Written by Cina Barlow "The Moon" ========== There were nights I looked to the moon when I should have been asleep in my bed praying that you could hear me and how much I wanted you to be my dad I saw you as a knight a warrior a soldier big and strong someone who could brave dragon's fire and set right all that was wrong I waited and I prayed for you to finally see what a beautiful daughter I was growing up to be I did well in school and I tried to mind my mom I did what was asked of me I tried to be strong but the days slipped by unnoticed and the nights were always too long time passed as if I wasn't growing older and the years kept piling on it passed as though it didn't know the yearning in my heart as if it couldn't see me counting waiting for the days we wouldn't be apart so many times I waited for a sight I would not see eyes and cheeks full of tears and my mom with no words to comfort me I looked at the moon and asked what I had done that was so bad why did you not come why did not you not want to be my dad? But there was never any answer a child's mind could hear all there was, was silence and entirely too many tears eventually I stopped my counting I did not think you were brave you ran from dragon's fire and you could not set right what you had made wrong for I was getting too old to still have hope to see you not as you were you were not a knight, a warrior or a soldier you were a man without the courage to be my father you did not hang the moon the years stretched to decades and sometimes I'd still hope as I looked up at that big stupid moon I wonder if you ever thought of the daughter, you forgot I prayed you'd find your courage and learn the ability to be brave I thought you'd let me know you I had a heart that would have forgave but they're burying you tomorrow and there's no more time for conversations or memories we never made there's an ache in my heart for the man I wish I knew the man who was a dad to a daughter, he never knew I will still think of you at night sometimes when I'm alone with that dear moon for it knows all my secrets and the love I saved for you I hope it watches over you where they lay you to rest for my watch has ended I've given you my best may the good lord find and keep you and we find the strength to lay the sorrows in the past of love not given or received and experiences not had for you will always have been my dad