My Daddy ©                        Janette I miss you Daddy.  
I don’t mean to disturb you, and  I hope I’m not.  I just want to vent. 
Today I needed comfort and I thought  of calling you. It wasn’t a detailed thought, only an urge……and then I  remembered.

I ache, I hurt, I miss. Who am I now that you are gone? Do  I still have “the magic” to make it through hard times? I don’t know.

How  I wish I could feel you hug me, and kiss my face; encourage me and tell me I  am “perfect”. Who am I now that you are gone?

I look at your picture each  night before I go to bed; I tell you “goodnight”. My lipstick prints cover  the glass; I say, “I love you” to a piece of paper. Do you hear me?  I  hope you do, but I fear you do. I don’t want to disturb you.

I am lost  without you, but I will find my way. I will find my way because you  gave me the “magic” to do so. You will never be just my father. You will  always be “My Daddy”.

Source: My Daddy, Father Death Poem http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/my-daddy-4#ixzz27Ld3kcb5 www.FamilyFriendPoems.com