Darryl and Dad

We were brash, ragged, strong and weak.
Holding onto memories, the faces i'll never see again. Stories of us. The scents and the colours of the day, long gone by. We breathed the same air, and saw the same sights. I live on, wishing that our lifes had not been in vain. Our happiness not lost. Our destiny kept alive. I see them smile, see us run, see him limp towards me, and hear our conversations.
I see them sometimes in my dreams

The promises we made, and the future we once held.

I understand now, the pain they must have felt when i turned away.

I imagine them looking down from above, thinking about the past like i always do, understanding how it is to live our lifes as one, once.

It was such a long time ago.


Their graves i never visit. Their faces i always see.