As my tears rolled down my cheeks, I heard the song of heaven sing his name…

I saw feathers rain down upon me as I cried out his name in sorrow. Oh, how I wished he had a tomorrow. I wished I had one minute, I wished I said what needed to be heard, and I wished I had awoken earlier the day of his demise.

I wished my tears were not real and my smiles were not fake. That I awake at dawn to realize it was all just a nightmare… I wished this was a fairy tale, but instead of a prince, I would have my Dad every step of the way. That if or when I was charmed into marriage, he would tell my groom that his shotgun was just a quick stop at the local shop.

I wished I had him to kiss me good night once more. I wished I had a drive in his car one more time.

I wished I had you… I miss you more than plants would water or the earth would the sun. You were and always will be my angel… tattooed to my heart and imprinted to my soul.

Watch over us.