When night comes around I do believe you visit.
I believe you well save me in hard times.
I thought you came last night but I’m not sure.
You gave me signs from your visit that night.
The night you spoke to me with in the 3 years you’ve been gone.
If you showed me you were real then i would believe.
I haven’t seen or heard your voice since I was 2,
I don’t remember much but I do remember you.
The night you spoke It was the night of my Birthday,
I just turned 5 and it was the day you died.
You died 3 years ago on my birthday.
Mother told me you were never coming back.
I always believed her until you spoke to me and said,
“Happy Birthday.” I seen you with your brown hair.
I replied “I miss you daddy.”
He didn’t leave completely I know it.
I know he’s here in my heart.
I knew he came back that night because,
I know he didn’t leave, he just hind.
“Daddy??” I spoke into my closet.
“Daddy are you here hinding?”
My mommy heard me, and came to find me looking around,
“Honey, daddy is gone.”
Something that I thought would never happen,
Was told to me that night,
The night my Father visited me.
“I miss you Daddy.”
