It was my dad’s birthday

It’s been six years since my father passed away, but I think of him.

Sometimes when things get overwhelming and I miss his perspective.

Sometimes when things get wonderful and I want to tell him.

Sometimes, for no reason at all.

And on February 7th, when we’d celebrate his birthday, I miss him extra.

On this day, I had brunch with my mom, brother and aunt.

I’m glad I spent the moments to start off the day with family.
But lament the empty seat at the table.

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