It has been a year old friend since you and I had to part.
Perhaps never again our paths to cross.
Never to see your facial expression again, showing those sad but dancing eyes that, always said so much and hid the pain that you quietly suffered.
The quiet gentle voice that did not often speak unless there was a joke or tale to be told. The wall flower that would have a party laughing but was just as happy to be unseen.
The memories I have I will truly never loose. Those as a small child at the beach standing in the crashing waves safely in the strong arms of a father. All the many long years as a struggling teenager trying so hard to understand and determined not to follow. Only you heard and knew that my drummer was playing beats that would drive me crazy. And finally the adult, through your years of discipline and love grew from the child into the friend.
The safety and guidance that you gave follows me every day.
I feel your energy in the breeze.
My faithful dogs hear your voice. They bark at an empty door way wagging tails and trying to tell us to look., Papa is here! Can you not see! Right there in the door making sure everything is alright!
Quietly floating upon the wind calling out to those you love.
The guardian spirit helping us along the way until the time of crossing paths arrives again.