My Precious Dad

Dad, I wrote this for you. I won the competition but I would have preferred to have won back your life. My Precious Dad I remember when my dog died. That made me really sad. Now I feel empty and heartbroken Because I’ve lost my Dad. Rob died when I was three years old. He was only twenty seven. He knew that he was dying. I hope he‘s now in heaven. Dad wrote me a letter. He said that he was sorry. He asked me to look after Mum, To be brave and not to worry. Mum’s made me a memory box. In there’s his teddy and his hat, Photos, cards and tie pin - All precious stuff like that. I hope my Dad can see me now And is watching me grow up. I’m in the football and rugby teams. I might even win a cup. I’m trying to do my best, Dad. I hope I make you proud. It isn’t always easy. Are you watching from the clouds? You used call me ‘top man’. That’s what I’m trying to be. I want to be a policeman. Mum says wait and see. I know I’ll never see you again. That makes me really sad. But I’ll never forget you. Because you were my Dad. Writing this helped me remember the good times we had and have more positive feelings about my life as I grow up without my Dad.

Edward - 29 / 1 / 2009