I’ve always had a moment in life
To think of you,
A black diamond from Africa’s dimples.
This is what you were in our lives.
It’s no wonder the bread in our breaths.
Ain’t the same no longer, since you’ve been gone.

The plight of seeing you no more
Will always be a heartache that’s hard to heal.
Death called too soon –
You answered with no hesitation.
In the split of a second you –
Our dad – was dead.

We have and we will always miss you
The silence growing too loud without you here.
The cold is turning this – our home –
into a house.