Angela

My Dad

In the stillness of a quiet morn,  

A sudden darkness was born,  

The day my dad departed this earth,  

Leaving me with incomprehensible hurt.  

 

His laughter, his wisdom, his guiding hand,  

Now just memories in the shifting sand,  

I\'m left adrift in a sea of grief,  

Wondering how to find relief.  

 

The pain is raw, the ache is deep,  

I struggle to find solace in my sleep,  

But in the silence, I feel his presence near,  

Whispering words of love so dear.  

 

I miss his smile, his comforting embrace,  

His unwavering love, his steady grace,  

But though he\'s gone, his spirit lives on,  

In every sunrise and every dawn.  

 

So I\'ll carry on, though my heart is heavy,  

Knowing he\'s watching over me, steady and ready,  

To guide me through this journey of sorrow,  

And lead me to a brighter tomorrow.  

 

For though he\'s gone, he\'ll never truly part,  

His love will live on in my broken heart,  

And as I navigate this path of pain,  

I know I\'ll see him again, someday, in the rain.