I know my dad is sitting in his La-z-boy, with his slippers and his trucker hat nearby, watching some baseball. He’s just come back from an amazing game of Bingo, or had a good game of cards. His hockey stick sideburns are still holding strong….
He’s never really gone. If I go into my garden, and wait in the silence, I know, he’ll come and sit a while with me.
Miss you dad.
I am the wind in the trees
and the song of a bird.
I am moonbeams in a midnight sky
and a glorious rainbow after the storm.
I am morning dew
and freshly fallen snow.
I am a butterfly flying overhead
and a puppy happily at play.
I am a smile on a stranger’s face
a gentle touch
a warm embrace.
Listen to the wind for my message of love.
Watch the sun rise and set in the sky with me.
Feel my essence encircle you with warm memories.
Open your heart to know…I am not gone.
Reach deep into your soul…You will find me.
I am here.
Have no fear.
I am with you,