Thinking of my father
and the mischief in his smiles.
I thought I was looking back
but he was really up ahead breaking trail for me for miles.
Dreaming of my mother
and the softness of her skin.
Wish I could hear her silly sneeze,
or hear her sing ‘Ta rah rah boom de-ay’ again.
And now that I am older
I see I never saw at all.
The hardest thing they ever did
was stand aside and let me fall.
And the hardest thing I’ve ever done
was stand aside and let you fall.