A father I had once known,
And though the pain witch I had shown.
It has been some time,
Since you have been on my mind.
Father I miss you,
Sometimes I just don't know what to do.
Some nights I sit up and cry,
Wondering why my daddy had to die.
It has been two years,
But yet I still hide and shed my tears.
I miss you so,
And I did not want you to go.
At 38 years of age,
You were too young to turn the page.
I found my self in the dark,
Looking for a way out.
All that I can say,
Is that daddy I miss you still today.
There will always be a place in my heart,
But at 15,Where do I start.
I feel so empty,
Without your presence.
One day I will pay,
And we shall be together on that day.
Dedicated to Everette William Barnes
Jan. 29th 1960 - Dec. 19th 1998
R.I.P
Your son,
Michael William Barnes
Reason for writing:
My father was my world,and he was gone so fast. I live my life everyday, trying to follow his foot prints.
Birth sign: Virgo
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