though your heart is aching
for the past couple of days
i have been looking at the last pictures dad took
and
for the first time in my life
i have looked---and pondered images
from the photographers point of view
what must have dad been thinking to see us all run and flutter about him?
how he must have longed to chase after the grand kids
to throw them in the air
to dance, to play, to move without pain or struggle
oh, i long for the day when i will be able two-step with my daddy
i miss him something fierce
but his life, his love, and his spirit continue
in our hearts, our minds, and our smiles
love you dad...
always
