Dad...
I wonder where you really are.
Wonder if you're near or far.
Wonder if you see my face.
Wonder if you miss this place.
I hear you in the things I do,
Helping with what I go through.
Wishing you were here to hold me.
Wishing you were here to scold me.
With you left a sense of peace and reason.
Memories remain of times and seasons.
Your laughter sometimes fill my ears.
From on my wall, your picture peers.
Some might ask for one more moment,
As their head is gently bent.
But one more moment would never do.
I'll just think back to remember you.
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