Thinking of my Dad on the first day of spring

The coming of Spring is bittersweet for me,Dad passed away you see on the first day of Spring,Just like spring comes as a relief after a hard hard winter so Dads passing came after a hard hard battle.He was tired and he was ready to go ! So many things remind me of you dad,Words that bring me to tears songs you used to sing that come from my lips when im not even thinking of you,Strong you were and stubborn as a mule.The inventor the fixer of almost anything the ultimate handyman and my dad who called me love and told me to wear sensible lace up shoes and loved any new Frock.Who talked like a country bloke and worked in a laboratory doing difficult chemistry,A good bloke in any language.

My Dad was smart enough not to even want a marker when he left this earth you see he knew that we may go there and weep on days like this and that as he said he wouldnt be there.It bothered me a lot until i realized where he was ,he was where he shall always be beating inside my heart,singing in my head and in every fibre of my stubborn little self.Inside all of us who loved him and now thats enough for me !

Love you Dad now and ever.xxx