To Dad, Again
Another year has passed
since you died.
It has been somewhat joyful,
and yet, I still feel somewhat empty.
I know that it will be
like this for some time to come.
Grief is still grief,
no matter the length of time.
Family and friends help;
in fact, they help a lot more than I can say.
Mom seems a little more depressed,
and sad as the days passed.
It must be exceedingly lonely for her,
because I know my own loneliness at times.
More of your family has died this year.
It seems that only one brother and one sister are left.
I wish I had more free time
to spend with them.
Well, the year has come and gone.
I still miss you, Dad.
April 21, 1992
The Path Continues…