I miss you much,
The memories are my only companion,
I did not become what you wanted me to be,
I regret, as I clasp my hands to grieve
As the hopelessness eats away,
I clasp my hands and pray,
I hope to see you once again,
But I am still here.
I think about it every night,
I am not a saint,
nor even good,
The anguish of loss tortures me,
I wish I would have called sooner,
Your memories wash away my tears,
But my life now is without humor.
The anguish tortures,
It leaves a heavy heart,
I should have realized sooner,
That at some point we would part.
I remember best, the smiles you had,
There’s never been a better Dad,
The tears roll down my cheeks,
Because I am so sad.
John was born and raised in Baltimore, Maryland, and has traveled extensively across the United States and abroad. He presently lives in California with his wife Marlene and their two dogs. His degree is in business management and communications. He has been writing web-based content for nearly 20 years for a number of different clients including such brands as GMC, loan.com, Cars Direct, Angie’s List, Family Handyman and many others.