Father

* this is a poem I wrote about my friend's father. It is written like my friend is saying it. The sun shines brightly as his jokes brighten up people's day. People's hearts beat fast like a drum as his will to care is shown through his actions. This man was a storyteller. A wise man whose story will be known forever. He was my best friend. I won't ever forget him like a parent can never forget the birth a child. That man is my father and he will be missed by many. But every night I will look up and know he is there. For although the sun is missed at night I know it is still there.