Some voids never get filled.
Like the one a father leaves behind.
Times passes.
The void itself becomes as much a part of who we are
As the cherished souls that remain.
In loving memory of my Dad.
5 years today.
Some voids never get filled.
Like the one a father leaves behind.
Times passes.
The void itself becomes as much a part of who we are
As the cherished souls that remain.
In loving memory of my Dad.
5 years today.