You smile
But it does not reach your eyes
Are we thinking of the same thing?
I know,
the pain throbs and it makes you cry.
I wouldn’t say I know how it feels
losing a beloved dad.
I was in the same boat years ago.
And I still remember the days
he was around.
We dream
We reminisce
We remember
The old days are gone
But deep within
We’ll treasure them and will turn back
To those moments
When they were so near.
We could barely touch the wounds inside
But they remind us always,
Love would lead us there
Somehow.