I Hear You

This week Charli at Carrot Ranch prompts us to write about a swift passage. In 99 words, no more, no less. I’m remembering my father, as we all here on the blogsphere express our sadness on the recent passing of Sue Vincent!

I must walk my path without you here to shine your light and guide the way.

Or so I believed when you embarked on your swift passage.

But I’m not without you, because when the sun shines upon me, I remember how warm you made me feel.

When the gentle wind blows in my face, I feel your soft embrace.

I hear your laughter when the rain pitter-patters on my window.

When the birds sing I hear you whistling a tune.

I’m not afraid to walk my path because I know when I reach the end, you’ll be there.