Gone Too Soon

This poem was written for a school project. I was in my first year of college when I wrote this poem, which was dedicated to my late father. In his infinite wisdom, God took him away from us. He died of hypertension at the age of 60, and he died unexpectedly.

My father enjoys classic songs, and he taught me the song Take Me Home Country Roads by John Denver. His favourite song was Rayconniff's "Here Today and Gone Tomorrow," which I have on my playlist and listen to whenever I miss him.

For the few months following his death, I had gone off the rails and had no idea where my life was going. Every time I visit a beautiful place, I think of my father and feel sad because he did not have the opportunity to experience and see such beautiful places as I do at the moment. When you lose someone, it leaves a void in your heart that you will carry with you for the rest of your life. I would trade anything in the world just to see him again. When I miss him, I convince myself that he is on a long vacation somewhere far away and that he will not be back anytime soon.

If there's even a remote chance that all the dead people comes back to life for a few seconds, I'd hug him and tell him this, "You missed all the fun old man. I miss you everyday of my life."