My Dad

My dad's life is over I heard today. My heart feels sad yet I will rejoice. No more pain or sorrow or tears for him. In every little yellow flower I shall see his smiling face and in my children's songs his wonderful voice lives on. When I look at all the many pics he took of me I know that he loved me more than he ever said. I shall remember his art, the Christmas lights he put up each year, his old black and white movies - being the joker at the social gatherings with family and friends - he loved his books and he loved romance and he loved life. I see him in that yellow knitted pullover that he wore so often when I was a child and I miss the good times but I shall find joy in the journey...that's what he wanted me to do.