celtic_pixie

Strength, courage, brave and wise.
Held glory till the day you died.
Stand tall be true.
But everyday I still miss you.
Wipe the tears from my eyes, no I must not cry.
Hold my head up, stand tall.
You are the bravest of us all.
Words I hold dear to my heart.
To realize now we are not so far apart.
The little girl who used to hold your hand.
Wishes those days back again.
No pain, no hate, but my heart still slowly aches.

Ever have one of those nights.... you just can't keep things off your mind. It will be a year in Dec. That my dad past away. I have been fooling myself the past months, by staying strong. Or should I say busy to keep it off my mind.
For some reason it has really hit me the past couple of days. I have always been like my father the strong one in the family. But every now and then I have to break also. The sad thing is when I did break he was the one I ran to. I had to write my little poem for him. I am natured a lot like my father. He loved poetry, art and music. I got out of it due to a past relationship. ( thank goodness I wised up on that one)

but I have found someone who is just like my father, who my father didn't have the chance to get to know. I am very thankful to have BOTB in my life. I maybe rusty in my poems and art work... But will get back into them to feel closer to my dad.

Sorry for the mental break down. We all have them at times.