Day 27 NaPoWriMo
i miss seeing you making breakfast with a smile
asking me to hold my hunger for a while
with each pancake you make, there’s an unusual story at stake.
i remember you telling me coffee is a must to get through the day fast
with every sip you make words of wisdom you narrate.
you look so charming and brilliant as you read the newspaper daily
and i will never forget, i am the apple of your eyes, you always say.
i wanna come home to a sweet afternoon nutella sandwich snacks
with you leaving post it notes on our front door with “i love you, dinner is on the table”.
i wanna hear you again hum your favorite songs as you try to make sense with my Art projects all along.
i wanna be swooned by how your eyes glow by the mere mention of a lovestory so true.
and i am the luckiest i get your purest most sublime love
not motivated by necessity, not conditioned by self – interest, even by DNA.
it’s been over a decade dad, and i hope you could hear me when i say
i wish you had stayed longer, for i sure need you right now.
for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt: