Dear Dad,
Almost four years now since we last spoke...

Ripped and torn, I am not whole
Without you my life is cold...

A cover of black satin quilts the sky
Devours the noise of day...

This time of year is always hard
It reminds us of what we've lost...

As I sit here in this corner,
Tear streaming down my face...

Looking back a year ago,
We only said "Hey" in passing...

You said that you would be there,
To hold my hand and always care...

I had a dream
It was so real...

A Little Girl Came up to me,
And asked a question politely...

Day by Day,
Night by Night...

The click of a mouse
And we can chat...

Every Single Minute,
Of every single day...