Today I cried, not for riches or fame

Today, it has been 3 years since my Papa was called to the Lord

Today, I miss him so, because Christmastime brings all the good memories

The joys of yesteryears of Christmases and New Year gone by

Today, my mind linger, I smile but  my heart cry

Today, I cry for things unsaid, for deeds undone

 for just one more hug or smile from him

I know he is in good hands, but my heart says otherwise

Today my heart cries but tomorrow will be better.

(Extracts from my journal. ATP)