My Hero

I don't remember your touch.
I do remember stories of your calloused hands,
Rough and strong (like the true cowboy you were).
Oh, how I miss your touch.

I don't remember your gaze.
I do remember that I have your eyes,
Shining, filled with peace and love that I share from you.
Oh, how I miss your gaze.

I don't remember your voice.
I do remember the stories you read and the laughs you sang,
Bright, joyous, exuberant.
Oh, how I miss your voice.

I don't remember your looks.
I do remember to look at your pictures and see how much we look alike,
Dark hair, hazel eyes, almost identical when we were both three.
Oh, how I miss seeing you.

I DO remember your ever lasting love.
How you cared for me and made me feel safe.
You're my angel, my guardian, my daddy.
Oh, how I miss your love.

But when one day I pass away
And finally join you in our heavenly home,
I will know your touch, your gaze, your voice, your look,
All of which i have not felt sense I was four.

I know you'll embrace me in shining joy
And once again I will know my best friend.
I will remember all I have forgotten.
I will have my hero once more.