Him & The House

His presence is always present.
Fourteen years have passed way too fast.
But I still remember how he used to laugh
When my sister and I would fight.
I always ended up crying on the floor
And he was always there to pick me up.

I wish I had more time to spend with him.
Our time together was too short;
But filled with laughter,
Love, and companionship.
He would give me everything I asked for
And more that he could afford.
He was like a fountain of living water.
His job was to give every drop.

Until one day, the fountain was drained of life and
He was gone. Our house was left empty.
The house he built, was missing his mood.
The house became cold and shady.

Today, that house is gone too.
That home that housed our beloved memories
And greatest treasures is long gone.
That home that held almost
Fifteen years of my existence
Became dust with blurred moments
That are left solely for my heart to keep.

I think about him every day
And every night, wishing he was here
To see how far I have come.
Wherever he is, I hope that he's proud of me.

I can't wait for the day when I'll see
His green eyes staring at me again
Shining like a pair of emeralds:
Bright and captivating.

This poem is about: 
My family
My country


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