I hope I make you proud, Dad; even though you're no longer here,
Your memory grows stronger with every passing year.
At the end it was a battle, one you weren't to win.
A fight against a demon, no choice but to give in.
I wish I could've said goodbye, that morning when you left,
Told you you were my hero and that you were the best.
Tears I cry in secret at night before I sleep,
Wishing you were beside me, you'd be forever here to keep.
The years don't make it easier; they said the pain would go.
It seems I've just got better not letting my feelings show.
Wishing I could hold your hand to shout your name aloud.
You're no longer here, Dad, but I hope I make you proud.
3rd November 2023