Father’s Day has been different
for far too long it seems.
Forty-three years ago he left
as did his many dreams.
My faith has helped me to adjust.
My spirit now is fine.
But father’s day is not the same
my eyes will shed some brine.
My wife’s dad did what he could
which meant so very much.
But I still miss his still small voice
and miss his tender touch.
My kids all call to share their love.
That always feels so good.
and I remember him each year
because he understood.
It may seem silly that each year
I am a little sad.
I see his image in my mind
and thank God for my dad.
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John
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Georg
I, too, lost my father 20 years ago, but it seems like yesterday.
Beautiful tribute.
Mary
and to Father's Day? - gene.