Sweet,sweet papa

Sweet, sweet Papa

I still remember sitting on your knee,
Reading to me of things that happened so long ago.
I never understood then, I do now.
Sweet, sweet papa.

Exciting things, battles and trysts,
Sounded boring but you made them so real.
I have your gift too.
Sweet, sweet Papa.

I hear your voice still,
Telling me of mayhem and murder. I wasn't afraid.
You held me so tight.
Sweet, sweet Papa.

No Mary had a little lamb'
More Romeo and Juliet'
I loved them all. Still do.
Sweet, sweet papa.