He is gone. Truly, truly gone.
Thats the famous saying? Or am I wrong?
A man of great love.
The one, who showed from above.
He was the man, who showed me many things.
Such as how to fish, and find my keys.
I've never known another person, to do the things he did.
To make as much joy spread, through his life, indeed.
Life, won't ever be the same.
Without him, the one, they called Mister Santa man.
I realize now, but I am not ashamed.
Ashamed to say, that I love you Daddy.
As many before, and after me have, no doubty.
No one in this world could have loved me as you did.
You're one of a kind, and no one can take that from me.
You are gone, yet still close and near.
Don't worry Daddy, I'll always have an ear,
Out for the day you come back to me and say.
I love you Honey.
-Tara Spears
The back story about my Dad is somewhat long. And how he passed. But My mom gave me a diary. Which I named my "Daddy Diary" I just keep writing letters to him in it.
Well the front of was of a skull and a tree with roses. But the fairy seemed appropriate.
This picture is basically me, moroning the lose of my Dad.
Critic is more than welcome.
This is probably my best Oekaki so far.
Enjoy.
