Waiting here for you

I often wander through the hall,

And see your picture there,

I see the table by the fire and know how much they care,

I hear of gentle delivery of words, the healing truths that you would say,

So hear this verse as I converse with you through written word today,

I know the story of her life,

I've heard every painful truth,

I've heard of good and too of bad,

Of stories of her youth.

I've listened as she confides in me of feelings deep within,

Of painful times, unsettled minds, of these we are akin.

She is my light but I recognise that she was light to you,

I know that you realise her shine can share with two,

I promise that I will keep her flame alive, softly as we go,

With gentle hands that always love and hearts that always know,

For although I feel her love for me,

And spend long days with every minute new,

I must confide, I know deep inside,

She is waiting here, for you!

Author's Note

I recognise the importance of a fathers love and connection to their children and appreciate that although sons and daughters may leave their parents or visa versa, that through the gift of life and the joys of being, there is a profound connection that can never be replaced. Through this poem and at this time,I write this poem as a gift and hope you see this is a promise from me to him.