Not many know but I am actually a published poet. Today I wanted to share with you some of my work. This is for my father. Gone and not forgotten.

The sounds of the night fill my cold heart,

As this pain is simply tearing me apart.

Is this really my life now, a world with no more light?

Everyone says I will be all right,

What is my life without my father?

The flowers come to the door,

Tears fall to the floor,


The slow steady heart beat falls deep,

He is gone now, forever more.

My father was a strong man,

He lived his life to a full span,

I can’t believe his life is over.

I walk by white walls every day,

Wishing he was still sitting on the dock of the bay.