Blooms

(A journal entry I wrote when I was missing my father and thinking about life, which is pretty much most of the time.)

How fleeting the blooming petals of life
What radiant colors once bloomed
hugs and smiles of early life
finding my happiness in your eyes

With each growing year revealing more colors
An entire garden of memories big and small

And as more years pass
Some flowers bloom brightly
Impacting you greatly before their colors fade
and the petals fall one by one
till the life of that flower is done

Fleeting the amount of time we bloom
Had I known this sooner
I would have danced with my petals in the light

The moments I do have with you
are with me still
They've grown so much a part of me
I can't remember a time where I existed before them

They keep me going when I feel that I can't continue on
They feed my soul with hope when I feel lost
They anchor me when I'm looking for home

Even though you aren't here
you are with me

I do still miss your smile and eyes
the strength of your calloused hands
and listening to you talk

I know that one day we will have these again
and that empty space in my heart that your memories occupy
will be whole again.