It's been many years, since you've gone.
And to spite my fears, I have carried on!
There were tmes, I thought I'd not make it.
I'd cry myself to sleep. But the wonderful
memories, I have of you, are mine, forever,
to keep. No longer are you here in body,
your spirit remains with me. I can feel your
presence around me, though nothing
tangible I see. I have no doubt, you're
watching, making sure that I'm okay. As
carefully you guide me, through each and
everyday. There are times I feel a sense
of calm and often wonder why. It's then I
feel, it must come about, as no doubt
you're standing by. As in life and in spirit,
together, we'll always be. For that's the
way it always was, together, you and me!
Thank you for directing me here Audrey. It sounds like you really lost a treasured friend when your father past and you expess it beautifully here.
A poignant introspection my friend, passionately expressed. Our loved ones do live on...in that omnipresence...we consistently feel! Please read 'Is Not...Perception...Reality.'
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
a very artful way of paying tribute to your father.