Always Present
It has been two years,
and life is just not the same...
the void is still large
The ground has hardened,
stone and flowers placed just right...
you are so missed, Dad
Tears flow quietly,
I will see you one day, Dad...
I love you, dear Dad.
Copyright © George Aul | Year Posted 2021
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