My Sun.

It’s one of those days that it hits home how much I miss you  dad.
How I look forward to see you walking towards me as you come home from work.
How you remind me to brush my teeth before I hit the  sack.

My days have light
But it wasn’t as bright
Since you’d left.
Because you’ve always been my sun
Shining brightly, guiding my path
The one I worship, love and respect
And now the one I would always look forward to meet again
When my time comes.