When I held your hand as a young boy
When we trod about with so much joy
When I looked outta the window in your car
When we both looked at a shinning star

When we spoke on the phone from afar
When I sent you a song on WhatsApp
When we laughed and joked thereafter
When you found out I could rap

When you left us without warning
When we couldn't stop mourning
When we imagined you'd suddenly appear
When we really wanted you near!

Every letter I write stems from the depths of my heart
Your love infected me; so did your art
In life, no better friend have I had
But what's more, you were both friend and father, Dad!

there's a world inside your mind
and it wants you to find
a place for others,
without changing
the bookshelves
the music
or the way that you walk through the door.
It might be the means of replacing
the fear which stops you from living
and giving
and laughing
as yourself.