Nothingness (Not)

Fathers' Day was two days ago and I kind of ignored it. I refused to pay attention. I did it intentionally anyway. My dad passed in June, 2016 – two years ago. Been thinking a lot about him, so I just jumped and passed all Fathers' Day posts on Steemit and Facebook. Anyway, today I managed to scribble a few lines of poem.

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Here:

In Life
_{Baby, that’s what you call me
The first thing you say as you lay eyes on me
Everyday, I stand by the door
Waiting for you to come home
Watching for that beautiful smile on your face
Because it’s the one thing I always wish for
The only thing that keeps me sane and focused}

In Illness
_{The light never leaves your eyes
Even in the weakest of moments
I look at you and I see hope
I hold onto it when everything is gone
I forget how much I dislike hospitals
Watching the tubes and your chest rise and fall
I hold your hands and will everything away}

In death
_{It’s okay to cry and rant, they say to me
I pick up the phone and listen till I understand no more
I never object to the hugs and heartfelt wishes
Somehow I know they are bound to come
Why did you leave? I ask myself
Maybe it’s time, a voice answers in my head
I don’t want to believe it but it’s the only reasonable answer}

After Dark
_{I miss you terribly
I think about you all the time
Two years is enough to heal, some may say
Maybe they are right after all
I think of you without pain and tears
But with smiles and fond memories
Wherever you may be, I know it’s what you want for me}

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