I miss you dad.
I'm sorry I never wrote back to you.
You were very sick and I allowed your symptoms to be my excuse.
I was scared.
You're lost to me now.
You have grandchildren now.
They call you grandpa ____.
I miss your nose laugh.
I remember the sounds of your truck driving me to your house.
I miss the squeak clack of the screen door when you'd go outside to smoke.
The mystery of your marathon runs and a smoke after.
I can still hear your whistle in the awkward silence though I can't remember any of the melodies.
You were a kind father.
You were a good man.
I'm proud to be your child.
I'm sorry I suck at honoring you.
I remember every good thing.
It was the stuff that scared me that I hid behind.
I'm sorry.
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