I watched as the plane took off,
and I cried a lot.
apart from my dad,
you’re the most important
person that I’ve got.
I remember when I was little,
we found a dead seagull
on the beach in Bondi,
and you cried a lot
Pop, I get it now.
I wish you lived nearer,
I need to see your eyes,
That’s what I’ll miss most,
you got eyes that talk
for my heart to listen to.
Guess you and granma
will be home soon,
I hope you log on and
read this really bad poem
before you go to bed — I love you.
