This marks 27 years of your absence,
I’ve learned to attach the memory of you to aspects I can touch and feel, sometimes it works wonders other not so much.
Those who love you are are still going through the pain,
Those who love you are still feeling the aches,
Those who remember I’ve learn to come without dismay.
It hurts me to say that when ever date draws near, my emotions are in shambles.
Unable to explain, I’ve found refuse in being silent.
Was told that I haven’t dealt with this the right way,
But those say never felt the void of losing a love one so dear as a father.
So this my so long, not farewell coz I believe your memory, good or bad, will live with me all days of my life.
Your dear baby is grow, so don’t you worry not more…