Dad

Stood here with my Son in hand,
as I’m sure we used to stand.
I can’t help feel both pride and sorrow,
as I think of missed tomorrows.

Times we missed, joys never shared,
advice to ensure I was prepared,
for life without you there with me,
to be the dad I need to be.

But then I think of what I’ve learnt,
Not what was taught but what was earned.
The way to act, and all the rest,
But then, I did learn from the best.

So when I’m sad, I think of you,
When I’m not sure what I should do.
I remember all the times we shared,
Remember just how much you cared.

And then I’m set, and with a smile,
I’ll carry on just for a while.
And even though you have gone,
I will remember you, always, John.

 - Joshua Matkin, 2015

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