Dad

We never really knew you Dad

My brothers and myself

You ate, worked, and slept

And managed little else

It was only in those last few years

You opened up to me

And then you didn’t tell me much,

But the real man I could see

You always understood my pain

My worries and my woes

And you had your little faults

But that’s the way it goes

It pain’s me so on your last day

We weren’t with you

When you died

It leaves an ache and emptiness

Within me deep inside

I sometimes feel you near me

When I need a little nudge

You taught me love was endless

And that I should never judge

I will never forget the conversations

That we had

And I’m so very grateful

That you were my precious Dad

by Carol