Well his duties have lightened,
and his presence diminished
No more favors, no more late night rides
No more cheering & yelling at my big games
A constant reminder that he's not present
when his number flashes across the phone
No more goodnight kisses & no more family dinners
Although not present, he's still dependable
The kisses are replaced with phone calls
and the hugs replaced with emails
He asks how my week is, soccer, school and mom
I ramble on about everything he has missed
A late night call, a monthly visit, a long email
Make it harder no to acknowledge his absence
He asks me if I miss him and lump grows in my throat
I conjure up “YES” and quickly change the subject
Pictures and memories make it even harder to not miss
but his responsibilities are across the ocean
His love has never faded,
but his presence surely has.
Lindsay, I think this is the kind of poem that you could give to this person and it would mean a lot. I like the emotion which is under the poem.
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