You did not move to Georgia,
I asked every time we talked.
I never understood why you balked.
You did not move to Georgia,
though I longed for you to be here.
I never understood and sometime shed a tear.
You did not move to Georgia,
I could not raise you on the phone.
Your son, my brother, tried to reach you too,
though we found ourselves alone.
You did not move to Georgia,
You went to heaven on instead.
I was not ready to say good-bye,
I sure miss you Dad.
Never ready.