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All the words he never said Were written in the stars Look at me, They seemed to say. I'm still here Let me guide you through the night All the nights we used to spend Outside the garage. His favorite constellations embedded in my mind. Orion the Hunter. It would never get old. I was an image of my father, And together we could stare at the stars all night long. So people always ask me Why I am fascinated with the stars Why at nights I look up at the sky and smile And I tell them, He used to admire the stars as I do, But now, He is up there. He is guiding me throughout this life. My dad is my favorite constellation.
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Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 9:16 PM UTC
All the Words He Never Said
All the words he never said Were written in the stars Look at me, They seemed to say. I'm still here Let me guide you through the night All the nights we used to spend Outside the garage. His favorite constellations embedded in my mind. Orion the Hunter. It would never get old. I was an image of my father, And together we could stare at the stars all night long. So people always ask me Why I am fascinated with the stars Why at nights I look up at the sky and smile And I tell them, He used to admire the stars as I do, But now, He is up there. He is guiding me throughout this life. My dad is my favorite constellation.
And then they'd remember- The twinkle in my father's eye. And they knew I was telling the truth. I miss you, Dad. Forever and always, old man.
#sad#life#death#dad#stars
MeganHaze
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MeganHaze
29/F/Texas
Feb 19, 2016
Feb 19, 2016 at 9:16 PM UTC
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