My Thoughts
He sits there,
Watching my every move,never sleeping,
Keeping a constant visual on our family.
Sometimes I ask him questions and he gives me answers,
Without even saying a word.
I stare into his face and wonder if I made him proud,
He looks back at me,with those loving eyes,
And in his own way says yes.
He brings back all those memories of us,
Fishing,hunting,and just being a family.
I see him you know,in my daughter,
The way she smiles and looks at me.
I miss you father,but I will talk to you every day,
Even if it is your picture.
I know you hear me,
Because you are in my heart and my soul.
I know because I can feel you there,
I know you can feel the love I have for you.
I will let you rest now,
Wipe the tears from the frame and put you back on the shelf,
Where you can see the family.
I love you and will always miss you.
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