My Father

He was all the things I wanted to achieve in life And then some. How may I give tribute to the man I miss more than the air I breath? I could say that he was loved Or that he was the smartest person I knew, I could talk about endless lessons Told and repeated over the years In his absence. I think it is important to say That throughout my life He was always there. As a child I would sit with him And I remember how much I loved his reading to me, And oh yes his face, Those blue eyes And his dramatic expressions While telling his story. We had a bond he and I. Stronger I think than most perhaps But then all little girls love there Dad's. I don't remember him Ever raising his voice to me Other than to call for me To come in while outside playing. Everyone loved my Dad And he in turn loved Everyone and life in general. He taught all of us so much Over the years. Even as a young adult I remember calling him On several occasions for his input In one way or another. He would say... "Never go to bed angry" and "Don't cry over material things, They can always be replaced". I think out of all the things he taught me And above all else That I hold dear. I miss him saying simply "I love you" And of course that was Accompanied by a big hug. My father, my friend My mentor For all my life. Oh how I miss him..