I Miss You, Dad

I hope that you can hear me, dad. The ache today is strong. I thought I saw a glimpse of you. My mind tells me I'm wrong. Some days this torture I can bear. My memories ease the pain. But soon my heart regains control; Grief surfaces again. Please know that I did realize How fortunate I was, That I could always visit you-- If only "just because." I feel the bruising of your loss Will remain blue and black. Such pain can't fade to lighter hues Since you're not coming back.