When in 1805 my father was taken away.
As we stood on the frozen Georgia ground,
I hear her say, “Walk slowly and wait for me”
it was a tearful sound,
“For I know.” she said---“My Darling you are
An Indian raid upon our land took my father away--- a very
kind and loving man,
Together the family stood around the snow covered grave
to hear the bagpipes sound---for his Scottish Clan.
The bagpipe music is the saddest sound on this earth,
It bounces off one’s heart--- to give the soul a rebirth.
My mother tears were non-stopable that day,
When destiny marched on this icy Georgia ground---
to make this his eternal bed--- because death
took my dad away.
No more hugs, smiles or sweet looks from his blue eyes,
No more---“Daughter, I have a big surprise.”
His Texas Leopard dog, “King” did not leave his grave,
He grieved for his master who was so brave.
My life will forever be changed, no father---
On our happiness--- fate has shut the door.
I will be compassionate for my mother,
And she will need me and my brother.
I will forever hear her say,” Walk slowly and wait for me.”
I will follow behind you my darling, you will see.”
© BEPH 2012 All Rights Reserved
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