Not sure after 5 years why it took so long for the pain to catch up with
the fact he is gone. Though now that it has it is hitting HARD. :-(

I wrote this 5 years ago but even they hurt worse reading them now.

I miss you soo much!!

There Are no words


I look at a grave with two dates and remember what was between them
and I have no words.

People try to comfort and understand the pain
and I have no words.

I look to my children to explain the joy my father passed to me
and I have no words.

I think of the love and patience this man had
and I have no words.

I see that he took nothing with him when he left, all his gifts left behind
and I have no words.

He showed me strength of character and a resolve to be a better man
and I have no words.

I was given a better life than him, through him
and I have no words.

My children grow up seeing the results of his life but not knowing him
and I have no words.

A man of modest means but the lives he touched were many
and I have no words.

I see now too late the things he did, how they stand out not the lectures
and I have no words.

Few times did I hear the words I love you but many times I saw it in his eyes
and I have no words.

I realize my father did not have much use for many words
and I have no words.

So now I know the value of words and sayings
and the wealth that comes from deeds and actions!