Poemattic: Poetry and Art for the Soul

To My Late Father

I have forgotten what your voice sounds like

But I remember the things you said to calm me and give me strength

I have forgotten what made you the happiest

But I remember your smile

When you looked at me from afar and thought I was not looking

I have forgotten the true color of your eyes

But I remember their gleam when all your children were around

I have forgotten how tall you were exactly

But I remember that you were a giant in my eyes

I have forgotten your gait or how you walked into a room

But I remember I wanted to follow in your footsteps

I have forgotten your favorite color

But I remember how much you loved autumn foliage

I have forgotten many of the little things about you.

But I remember how you cared so deeply for those less fortunate

I remember how hard you worked to make sure we had it all.

I remember your love for art and music.

I remember your generous heart.

I remember how you loved my mother.

I remember how you loved family.

Father, I may have forgotten some things about you

But I have never forgotten you.