14th November

I miss those days, spent talking of nothing at all
the quiet reminiscence of a lost day, where now I only hear the emptiness of night fall
I miss the knowing glances, the twinkle in your eye
I miss sleeping, without that last day playing on memory screens that multiply

I miss the arguments, the political rants
the discussions that shaped me into the man that stands
tall and proud, that can now find words to call out
I miss you being there, I miss being able to share this turnabout

I miss you singing aloud, though not knowing the words
the world seems so quiet now its just us and the birds
I miss the comfort of you sat in your favourite chair
quietly watching the day pass by without a care, I miss those hours shared

I miss buying you gifts, little treats that I knew would make you smile
especially today, on your birthday, I feel lost; alone on some deserted isle
I miss so much, but I remember even more
and you will live on in the memories I store  

Thanks for reading.

Today (14th November) would have been my dads birthday

This one is for him!

Kyle.