突如其来的铃音将我从睡梦中惊醒
                                                 电话那个母亲的啜泣令我坠入深渊的谷底
                                                          恍惚间，您的声音还在耳畔
                                                          朦胧中，您的身影仍在眼底
                                              我不相信，总是精神满满的您就这样离去
                                              我不相信，时常忙忙碌碌的您能这样分离
                                              然而，现实就是这么的残酷无情不讲道理
                                              再多的幻想也敌不过医院中那具冰冷的躯体
                                                望着沉睡的您，脑海翻转出儿时的记忆
                                                 那个时候，最快乐的就是坐上您的肩膀
                                                 那个时候，最安心的就是牵住您的手臂
                                               在这无尽的快乐和安心中，日子一天天过去
                                                不知何时，在我口中，唠叨成了您的代词
                                                不觉何地，在我眼里，顽固成了您的背影
                                                可是，看着这样不懂事的我，您却毫不在意
                                               总是笑着对别人说：这只是青春的叛逆
                                       抚摸着沉睡的您，悔恨的泪珠不自主的滑过脸颊滴落在地
                                                              无知的我知道现在才发现：
                                                              您的肩膀早已不再宽阔雄伟
                                                               您的手臂也不再强壮有力
                                                               花白的头发，瘦弱的身躯
                                                            脸上长满着叫做皱纹的印记
                                                               愚昧的我知道现在才明白：
                                                        那些唠叨是您对我的关切和期待
                                                        那些顽固是您对我的鞭策与鼓励
                                                                傻傻的我到现在才想说：
                                                                     爸爸，对不起！
                                                                     爸爸，我爱你！
                                                                                  ——一个愚笨的儿子