Father

* this is a poem I wrote about my friend's father. It is written like my friend is saying it.

The sun shines brightly as his jokes brighten up people's day.

People's hearts beat fast like a drum as his will to care is shown through his actions.

This man was a storyteller.

A wise man whose story will be known forever.

He was my best friend.

I won't ever forget him like a parent can never forget the birth a child.

That man is my father and he will be missed by many.

But every night I will look up and know he is there.

For although the sun is missed at night I know it is still there.