I’ve stopped counting days since dad passed away. It doesn’t matter anymore because I know no matter what I will always miss him – like

Following my heart, Daring to dream, Living without regrets
I’ve stopped counting days since dad passed away. It doesn’t matter anymore because I know no matter what I will always miss him – like
Let me amble along At my pace Aware of each pulse in my vein and every thought that crosses my brain Don’t rush me There’s
I had written this poem when I lost my mother, 10 years ago. A friend asked me to post it and so I have. Someone told