i miss your laugh
i miss your smile
the way we could sit
and talk for a while.
you were the life of the party
never missed a beat,
its a shame for those
you didn't get to greet,
since you were a man
many would feel lucky to meet.
christmas was never the same
your leave caused great pain.
If i had one gift,
was granted one christmas wish;
you're who id spend it with
so i could run and jump
into your arms
feel you stumble
cause your getting old
but thats a tale that won't be told.
christmas brings joy and delight
but i feel anger and spite
for losing you left a wound that won't heal
this is a pain that is just to real.
(Peter J. Raimondo Aug 28 1963- Sept 27 2007)
Laura Raimondo
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dad-184/
