I Miss You

The sad memories of you are haunting me, of all the things you said and did, the advice I never used but soon will, the songs I recall as a kid. It's the way that you would stick up for me, the tender way you called my name, it's the way you gave me fun piggy-back rides and went to every soccer game. It's the way that I remember everything, like you teaching me wrong from right, and how we spend all our time at the park where I first learned to fly a kite. The warm holidays we shared together the Christmases and Halloweens. When you gladly took me trick-or-treating, and when we decorated the tree. I remember and that is what causes tears, playing with snow in December playing in the rain, teaching me to swing. All times, I'll always remember.