"The Missing Man" (about my dad) (poem):
“The Missing Man”
How to describe it…by poem is the only way,
I never stop thinking about it…not even for a day,
Can’t wait for the next hug so I can see the smiles upon our face,
You don’t have to stay…I just want to feel your embrace,
As I’m starring out the window completely in a daze,
I wait counting the minutes, hours, and days,
I got people to care for me but to loose you wasn’t my choice,
I don’t know how you sound…I don’t know your voice,
When I am awake, even when I sleep to close my eyes,
The thought that crosses my mind is, “Are You Safe & Staying Alive”,
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