As I sit here silently crying
I feel the emptiness where
Your presence should be
I pray that I will
Never be as you were
Imprisoned by the overwhelming loneliness
A gull resting on the edge of the dock
With no thought to the ‘morrow
But only to the past
I hold your hand
I see your smile
I hear your voice …
“I’ll always love you”
Echoing against the walls
Resounding over and over and over
Why is it then that you left me?
As a father you did wrong,
As a man you did wrong,
Yet you are perfect in every way
Forever etched in the embankments of my memory.
The one and only you will ever be.
~ Sherrie Dyer
(Written in memory of my father:
Terrence (Terry) Lynford Dyer, 2 Mar 1949-5 Jun 1995)