My Father

I saw the first stars sparkled in his eyes
and the crescent moon as his lips curved a smile.
His voice so soft, he hushed me from my unwavering cries,
he was nervous, he knew, but for him that moment was all worthwhile.

His face so kind and loving, I thought of him as an angel,
an angel on earth, indeed he was.
He taught me how to walk, and he would catch me as I fall.
He never stopped believing and he accepted all my flaws.

His effort and sacrifices made me who I am
and those are the greatest gifts he had ever given me.
A different kind of love from other people will come,
but nothing can compare to the one that he had shown me.

Gone too soon, a hole in my heart he left
where emptiness dwells and sadness had come to stay.
Each time I think about him, I quietly wept
because it’s hard to move on without him each passing day.

I will think about his eyes every time I look at the stars,
I will smile when I see a crescent moon in the night
because I know in my heart, he will watch over us from afar.
A pair of wings he had earned, he will never be forgotten as he flies to the distant light.
© Pancake Bunnykins