There are some days that I miss him more.
There are some days that the extra, its going to be okay would make it “okay”
There are some days that I want to turn back time to maybe change the outcome
There are some days that I think, doing so maybe wouldn’t help
There are some days I want to hear him say, well ask your Grandma first
There are some days I want him to trip me up with his cane, just to see him laugh
There are some days I want to see who can steal the dinner check from him
There are some days that I wish I could go back and put life on hold
There are some days I want to go back and erase
There are some days I want to push him around the Magic Kingom in a wheel chair
There are some days I want to watch the fireworks with him, like we never have before
There are some days I want to know that he is somewhere and okay
There are some days I need him here
Everyday I love him still
and
Everyday I miss him
