A Daughter's Sorrow and Pain

Many years have gone since I saw his face, as I looked at his body, knowing his soul is in a better place. I am standing there in sorrow and pain, trying to convince myself this is a dream, this isn't real, its not as it seems. As I realize, he's really gone my heart pounding from the pain, I freeze, I can't move, a tear runs down my face, as it slowly begins to rain. Each day goes by I think of that man, he was my best friend, he was a great man. I miss him more than words can say, I just pray to God, I'll see him again someday. I cry, I laugh, I smile each time he crosses my mind. This man I speak of, He is my Dad, He's one of a kind.