I guess I am in a very mediumistic mood today

I felt I had to write this for a friend who has lost his father and I hope it will bring some comfort and express the mixed emotions we all feel when someone passes over.

First there is shock, followed by denial, we often still lay a place at the table, and feel he/she will walk through that door, we even feel we have heard their voice or felt their touch of their hand on your shoulder, we even say but, " I saw him".

Never deny this to yourself or deny this to someone you are comforting in their grief. For they genuinely have felt the touch, a voice, a presence. You see, true love, the love one spirit feels for another, is eternal, it spans, all distance, time and space. By allowing this you aid the grieving process, and it comforts.

Gradually acceptance comes about and tears are replaced by joy as all the happy memories fill the heart and knowing that their loved one is safe happy and lives on.

"YOU"

You were there at my first early born cries
You stroked my downy head with tears of joy in your eyes
You were my strength, my guidance and my love
You were so tall, such a giant towering way above
You heard my first words those tentative, tender baby sounds
You were there when my fears overwhelmed me all around
You arms reached out and hugged me
You made sense of this strange world and let me see
You gave me so very much
You guided me and such
You watched my first tiny steps, I ran laughing to you
Your face bursting full of pride and love too
The day I said, "Daddy" your face beamed
For although you made out you didn't cry. it seemed
You did inside your heart
I miss you now we seem so far apart
And although
I didn't always show
I loved you
Daddy you will always be apart of me
For I am your legacy
You made me the man I am today
In you, I am so very proud to say
Daddy, "I love you"

MPB (c)