What a teacher
How I wish I could reach ya
I need a guide right now
Am lost in the sea of emotions
How I could do with your presence

Dad, sickness and death conspired
With no pity, dragged you away
We fought, we tried
God knows we did
You did put a good fight as well
In the end you lost
Lost a good fight

Now I sit here with a blank stare
I long for your stories
Wherein, a lesson lay
I got to trod on
With unsure steps
Chart my way through life
Knowing you're no longer here
But your words will light my way

Like the Little Simba in the Lion King movie
I stare blankly, confused and pained
As voices of doubt engulf me like wild fire
Then I hear a calming voice
A reassuring voice saying
"Stay calm child,this is a cycle of life
I've run a good race , I've kept faith
Now ... Go on and give life a good go
Enjoy moments and make lasting memories."

Dad ... Thank you.
I mumble.