Growing up you were always there.
Each and every day showing me that you cared.
Spoiling me every chance you had.
Letting me know its okay to be sad.
After school, you checked on me day after day.
Listening to every word I had to say.
Each moment we spent together.
Will be special to me forever.
Days spent fishing or mowing.
Were as precious as when it was snowing.
My best memories are those at the time of year.
When we decorated for christmas with care.
The family would gather to feast.
Which now happens the least.
Christmas magic soared through the air.
While you taught me how to share.
Seven years I kept you in my sight.
Now all I can do is hold the memories tight.
My heart knew the day your soul drifted high.
And here on earth all I could do was cry.
By: Cherica Eckiwaudah