Father
From birth you were my guide
You showed me everything in stride
Taught me how to be, how to live
Gave me everything you could give
It wasn't until your death
I realized your presence had such breadth
Even though we cannot speak
You're the one whose answers I still seek
In my memories and in your things
Guidance you still can bring
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