I am only sorry Dad, that I did not have the strength to write this yesterday. Wish you were here......... Twelve months have passed I'll never forget the day When my mom rang to tell me That you had passes away. The hurt is still the same It's like an open wound But dad, there are many days When I don't utter a sound Some days the pain is stonger It makes me sick and weak I can't stand this pain much longer as I sit here, think, and weep I've shut my private door and I've let no-one in Locking myself in a box they try, but, I won't give in You were like a rock strong, faithful and so true what has my life to offer now that I don't have you I alaways loved you, dad my guardian and my star now the pain I suffer is to worship you from afar I love you now as I did back then I just hope .... one day I will see you once again I am so proud of you so proud and strong untill the end now when I ask "how are you"? there is no need to pretend I love you and miss you so much take care of my mom and loving wife to you sleep well and take care of nan. grandad and uncle Harold who went before you Forever in my heart Your loving son Ian xxx