handsI know more about him than of him, long gone before I grew

Never really had a chance, to show him what I could do

I miss someone I never had, which seems a silly thing to most

Tried to be a shining son to the memory of a ghost

To wish for things I can never have, will only make me sad

For my life is rich with family,  that does not include a Dad.

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