Poem - My Father

I know my father died that day for I felt the pain
I did not know what to say for I knew his pain
He blessed so many people the way he care for them
He was to be my hero threw thick and thin
He is not here to see me now but I feel him near
I pray to god why and how he took someone so dear
But I understood now what his plain was for me
I should have known it before what I was to be
My father took me everywhere helping me to grow
He would have loved to see me and how my hair did flow
For he was blind and more and could not see me
I knew he remembered everything that he meant to me
I miss him more now then ever and can't help but think
Could I have done something better, No, so I write in ink
Words that will live on forever as my love for him
He was my hero and my father in this world that misses him.