Father’s Day without Dad

autumn

Yet, another Father’s Day.
a Dad long gone, still missed,
others celebrating, happy,
I wait for the day to end.

Everywhere you turn,
flashes of Father’s Day,
lunches and dinners advertised,
give Dad a day to remember.

Birthdays and Anniversaries,
I remember my Dad
Christmas and New Years,
he is remembered.

Yet, Father’s Day is tough,
to see daughters and sons,
with their Dads, celebrating,
is heart wrenching without mine.

By C.E. Pereira
(19-6-2015)

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Author: cepcarol

I'm a Eurasian of Portuguese, English, Scottish and Malay heritage. And my extended family are of Chinese and Indian heritage. My world is made up of different colours like the rainbow. And like the rainbow I am unique. Reading is my form of relaxation, to escape from the drudgery of daily life and enter into a world of the imagination. It is the love of reading that has led me to try my hand in writing short stories and poems. I hope that in some way my stories and poems will take you for a little while away from the drudgery of the present into the pages of imagination. To new friends found, I bid you, Welcome. Sincerely, C.E. Pereira

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