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.