Wanted to share this beautiful poem written by David Corbishley for his dad.
I thought I saw your face today,
In a crowd of passers by
I blinked and you were gone again,
In the twinkling of an eye.
I thought I heard your voice again,
Carried through the air
I turned to look, to seek you out,
But saw that you weren’t there.
I thought I caught your scent today,
Caught up on a draft
Familiar and warm and safe,
A memory that lasts.
I feel your presence close to me
In all I say and do
Laughing, crying, smiling, sighing,
But always missing you.