Tribute To My Father

Cloudy days, are following me. But I'm now in some bright, sunny rays, exactly who I'm supposed to be.

I can't say, there wasn't...a lot of pain to start. But day by day, I haven't, let it ruin my heart.

There's more to life than what I had, but now I'm finally here, sure there were days when I felt alone, so very bad, but now my life is clear.

I'm holding on, to you, you give me strength, I always knew, was there.

Imagining conversations, I wish we could've had, fills my soul with unmeasureable elations, because you always were, and you still are, my Dad.

So many times I wish you were near, just to hear your voice upon my ear. Not knowing how that sounds leaves me wondering.

But I have to think about the days when I wished you were here. It's everyday, with every single tear, and fear.

Missing you, and loving you, honoring your memory, even though I have none, except dreams, you still mean the world to me.

A hug from you, would make my day, looking in your eyes as we speak, would chase away the gray, of my sky, and return it to the purest blue, because I'd see where half of me came from, between my Mother and you.

There are some days I just want to reach out, thinking you're there, I know you are in spirit, but still, when I get angry, and shout, the rage of never knowing you for myself, and having to live with that, it seems so unfair.

I miss you more each day, so much that you have to know, I would love you, and do love you, as a daughter should, in each and every way, and you are with me, no matter what I face, no matter where I go.