A Message From My Late Father

I’m there if you listen.

In those moments you hear a breeze.

I’m there in your laughter.

If you listen and let me lead.

Lather, rinse, repeat.

I’ll drain merrily down your sink.

In the wee hours of the night,

I’m there shall you awake in a fright.

Tethered, attached for life.

Memories cut deeper than the knife.

I’ll heal in your scars.

I’ll never really be far.

You’ll carry me with you.

You’ll think of me fondly.

You’ll laugh until you cry.

You’ll cry until you laugh.

You’ll break all the rules,

And I’ll be right there.

I never really left.

I’m almost certain you’re aware.