12-18 years ago I used to sit and write poems all day. My grandfather thought I'd really go somewhere with it. But when I turned 18 the ability to write seemed to drain right out of me. This morning I woke up at 4am and suddenly inspiration hit and I wrote and I wrote, until it seemed to end on its own. And let me say it felt great to write again. I hope it wasn't just a fluke because it was awesome. I'm a bit rusty but here it is for your reading pleasure:

Dad,

As a child I adored you, 

As a teen I hated you, 

As an adult I loved you, 

Now you're gone I miss you. 

I spent so much time angry,

Too much time on blame.

I blamed you for my problems,

When we were one in the same.

You can't glue back a broken heart,

For there is no repair.

No glue that is strong enough,

To make the break not there.

There is no way to get you back,

Or to ever go and see you.

Everyone you left behind,

Still really misses you.

Sometimes the storm starts,

And you have to let the tears fall.

Can you hear me when I talk?

Is this a one way call?

I miss all your singing,

The talking, and all you'd say.

I even miss the game shows,

You'd watch throughout the day.

I guess I better go now,

Even though there's much to say,

I don't think you'd want to

Listen to me talk all day