Who is that?
That voice in the breeze,
it calls out for help,
that it shall not recieve.

The leaves fall to the ground
in the shape of your face,
made of all the colors of Autumn
your smile, bright red.

Your whispers grow soft,
soon they won't even exist.
I remember those days,
when it was you I missed.

You were my one and only hero,
I always looked up to you.
But now I have to look a little higher,
and your just that much stronger.

You were always there
and I want to thank you for that.
As another year goes by
I forget how many its been.

Time goes so fast,
when all your can think about is the past,
and the good times are pushed aside
and all you remember is how to cry.

I would do anything to bring you back
I need you here so bad.
Someday we'll meet in heaven,
Remember, I love you Dad......