The Loss of a Father
The loss of my father left a gaping hole in my heart. After a long day of girls club activities my tired body longs to sleep but can't because I see the visual imprint of my father's face on my mind. I don't see you see daddy where are you, I ask, are we playing hide-and-seek again. Daddy daddy I am only a child can't you tell me where you are. Daddy daddy, I'm growing into a teen now, where are you hiding. Daddy I'm all grown up now, my body has become weary from searching. As I'm taking a walk on this dark gloomy day looking up at the gray sky I'm pondering the loss of the imprint of your face that is slowly fading away and the hole you left that I'm longing to be filled, I feel a warm loving touch and hear a still small voice say I'm here, your Heavenly Father has always been here, I was there before you lost your father and I am here now. My daughter the search is over the hole has been filled and just know your Heavenly Father will always be...