Death is hard for us all. It's something we don't understand, weather we choose to believe in something after, or not. But there is something we can hold onto while we live, and that's love. I will forever cherish the memory of my dad's voice saying "I love you, son".
It was the voice that guided me through my youth and it will be the voice that provides me strength throughout life.
A short poem from me to dad:
When you had gone,
something felt wrong.
The branches stopped swaying,
the wind so still.
The grass motionless,
an empty void I could not fill.
You were my dad,
and always will be.
I never got the chance to see you,
or for you to see me.
It saddens me that you are gone,
and all that remains are memories.
They're mostly of your voice,
and just the things you would tell me.
I have learnt a lot from you,
things I should and should not do.
I wish I could hear your voice,
and for you to hear mine too.
Forever in my heart and mind,
because the man you became was so kind.
Now you lay your head to rest,
I hope you knew... you were the best.
I love you forever and always, dad.
Your son,
Aaron.
