I wake up with your face
in my mind,
how your face lit
up every time you saw me;
I wipe off the tears
that are streaming down
my face
and try to compose myself
hoping the pain will subside.
Two years hasn't been long enough
to get over losing you,
you should have lived to 80
so you could be there
for the boys.
But life had different ideas
for your stay here,
And I couldn't interfere
and talk Him into letting you stay.
So it's still another day that I will say
I really miss you Daddy.
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