In the hush of twilight, a father's absence weaves,
Threads of longing, a heart forever grieves.
Lost at eleven, your warmth fades away,
Yet in my soul's landscape, your presence will stay.

I glimpse your shadow in the whispers of the wind,
A love profound, where memories rescind.
Though your laughter eludes my growing ears,
In my heart's embrace, your joy appears.

An idol unmet, a mythic embrace,
Yearning for stories, your wisdom to trace.
I strive to embody the lessons you'd share,
In life's intricate dance, I sense you there.

Days of triumph and nights of despair,
I ache for your guidance, for your tender care.
A father's embrace, an untouchable dream,
Yet, in fleeting moments, your love does gleam.

I miss you, dear father, in every heartbeat,
In the quiet moments when nostalgia's seat,
Becomes a throne for our moments untold,
A tale of love, more precious than gold.