There always an ounce of sadness when we remember the ones we've lost. But in a positive sense, I'd like to dwell more on the happy side of things. Yeah, easier said than done, I know but eh, it's worth a try. Anyhow, beautiful poem, that's what I see here.

Wow. This one hit home. My step dad was my father. The most amazing person in the world. He died when i was seven. and yet 15 years later i still grieve for him and miss him terribly. But it gets easier to get thru the day with time. But it never goes away. Great job on your writing. 5/5

*~BrittBratt~*