I Miss You Dad Poem by Kaila George2

Dear Father....

Sometimes I sit
And recall how
You use to tell
Storys about your life

As you were growing up
Your adventures
And how once
You were old enough
You started helping
With outside chores

You often told us
Your stories so often
I knew most of them
Off by heart

But I enjoyed listening
To them and you always
Giggled and laughed
When you told them

You always made me laugh
Along with you it was good
To hear you laugh

After mum came home
From church on Thursday
After choir practise
We would sit around
The table after dinner

You and mum drifted
In and out of languages
But then dad would eventually
Tell mum what we were talking about
As she nooded and listened

As if to say to dad....continue
And he would....

So both mum and I
Would sit and listen
As you told your stories

He would have the both
Of us in fits laughing
It was always good
To be with them both
Laughing and just listening

I miss them both

Sigh