A Lifetime of Fingerprints.

See you in the mirror sometimes
but you aren’t here (and it’s torture)
I have your eyes but without you
I feel visually impaired.
The colors, once so vibrant, are now
monochromatic - a whole palette of grey,
since you had to go.

Still...
Your shadow is on my doorstep
and it somehow keeps the house warm
Your words are in my heart
and I know I’m not alone.
Your wisdom is a beacon
when the breath of darkness creeps in
Yes, the echo of your laughter
Lights the pathway home.

My voice has been silenced here
for a while now (as if broken)
or displaced by a heavy heart
from the chaos of this world.
But these words I softly whisper
A sapling of your heart song -- and I’ll sing your melody
Wherever I may go.

Because your shadow is on my doorstep
and it somehow keeps the house warm
Your words are in my heart
and I know I’m not alone.
Your wisdom is a beacon
when the breath of darkness creeps in
Yes, the echo of your laughter
Lights the pathway home.

In loving memory of my dad.