Memories of a Child.

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  • Dedicated to My Father
                                    

I remember how as a baby I cried on my little bed because of the nightmares that haunted me on the nights. Scared of the ghosts in my head and the dark.

I remember how my dad came to soothe my fears and calm me with his lullaby that brought me peace. Always with caring and soft tone he sang.

For now you can stay

Right here we will play

Until somehow you can find

A Slightly different frame of mind

Right here in my arms

Away from all harm

You'll be safe from all the flares

Although I know you don't care.

I remember those night when we wandered un the lake, deep in the forest and how he showed me the stars always telling me the same words that I answered with joy and a smile. Yet I didn't fully understand it's meaning.

You can lift your head up to the sky

Take a deeper breath then give it time

You can walk the path among the lines

With your shattered frame of mind

Wish that you could always stay

We can wait right here and play

Until somehow you can find

A slightly better frame of mind

I remember when the kids in the school bullied me. Saying that I won't be anything in life, I always went home crying, telling my dad what happened, he always gave a gaze to my eyes. With a hug he said that everything will be okay.

When they say you will fall

You can reach nothing at all

Hide your tracks, beneath the rind

Of a different frame of mind

Is that what you heard

Broken word in the dirt

Yelling out into the sun

"Here we come"

"Here we come"

When the troubles were more than I could handle I just had to sing the same lullaby my dad sang me so I can reassure that everything will be okay.

You can lift your head up to the sky

Take a deeper breath then give it time

You can walk the path among the lines

With your shattered frame of mind

Wish that you could always stay

We can wait right here and play

Until somehow you can find

A slightly better frame of mind

When I saw my dad in that coffin, I was no longer a kid but I was crying like one. I saw how even dead he was smiling. Like he asked me to I sang his lullaby as a last tribute to him.

You can lift your head up to the sky

Take a deeper breath then give it time

You can walk the path among the lines

With your shattered frame of mind

Wish that you could always stay

We can wait right here and play

Until somehow you can find

A slightly better frame of mind

And when daylight comes through

When the day is a new

That'll it be time

For a new frame of mind

When all eyes are on you

You will know what to do

Since you would have found

Your new frame of mind

When you lift your head up to the sky

Take a deeper breath then give it time

You can walk the path among the lines

But always know that you'll be safe

I'll be here throughout your days

Come, find me and we will play.

Now I that I'm standing in the same place that my dad was, seeing my son folded in my arms, crying in the night. Then I fully understood the meaning of this lullaby that with happiness I sang to soothe him.

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 17, 2015 ⏰

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