Pai I Miss You

Today I came across your picture, I almost shed a tear. I faced the mirror, dug for resemblances of your features in my mixture. There is no doubt you are my father and I don't want to alter the design of our feather. I am your son, from your loins I was made in your way. Many clashes under the sun, but we never joined the fray. As I slept, we laid adjoined, you held your baby every day. But Time held the other side of the coin; from your hugs, I drifted away. I know we not as close, and we barely express our love when we feel the urge to convey. But you are my father, you are my mentor, every night, for me, you pray. I imagine the good times life stole from us when I look into your tired eyes. You still hold that beautiful smile, when you lift your head to the skies. Age has caught up with you and you always repeat your life stories to me. I show little interest because I am a slave to this pernicious phone and PC. But I want to hear more, and you ask for me to visit often. I feel bitter I barely show up. But your stories will not be forgotten. I miss seeing you tear with joy when I come visit. We shake hands because we forgot a hug and a kiss is our limit. I pray to hug you longer before the breath of life leaves one of us. With your presence, affection and wisdom my soul needs to be encompassed. I do not hate you, I am not vexed with you, that is a plan I never wrought. I feel that is what I manifest and that guilt left in me a vacant slot. I just want to take this moment to reveal my inner thought. I love you, I need you, and Father, I miss you A LOT.