Sunday, May 15, 2011

Remember once more

I miss you.
Some days I wonder if you were here,
would you be proud of me?
Would you see me as strong?
There are only a few things I remember from the past.
The rest is a blurr.
You taught me the hard lessons of life.
I wish you were here.
The last time I cried was at the funeral.
I've tried to forget the past.
I tried to forget your faith.
The family says I look like you the most.
I never got to be there to hear your last words.
What would you have said?
I love you father.

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