My Heart Grow's Lonely

This poem is about my father after he passed away (Aug,2011)

My Heart Grow's Lonely

My heart grow's lonely,each and every day,

of memories long gone.

I miss his crooked smile,and gental kiss

upon my head,as a child.

All though he passed away to another world

of happness and joy, from pain and suffering

upon this earth we live.

My heart grows lonely each passing

day he's been gone.

But the happness I know, he has now,

up in the blue yonder sky,

of his domain now.

He walks in the golden fields of grain,

and medows of sweet flowers,

 a blooming bright.

Birds and cricket chirp sweet

melodies above.