Here lies my old dead dad

So sad,  all those years together

We never valued the friendship

We  "could have had"

Did our hearts from each other drift

Or just our attitudes on life shift

Looking back now

I understand somehow

I have an adult son

We both struggle with our own lives

And make no time for fun

This cycle of behavior is quite mad

And here it occurs to me

I never realized how important it is to be a good dad

And will work harder at it

So,  to be with me my son would be glad