When I say that you are my Sun, I don’t mean that you are Luminous, Brilliant, Gilded, Beautiful, Bold, Warm, Or even the center of my universe. I simply mean that I cannot look at you Without hurting
Dad, I am going to try and write this It may be a poem It may not But from my heart I miss you I remember the last time I kissed you Your eyes were closed They opened wide As I kissed your forehead In that terrible place So white and clean Where people die But you will never die Dad I love you so much And you will always live on In my heart Forever God, I miss you so much It's so hard to write through the tears