Unsent letter to the dead

I miss you.
I miss your large hands that held my tiny ones.
I miss the smell of your clothes.
I miss the shoe wax and the car wax.
I miss the swing you pushed me on,
and the pumpkin coach.
I miss binoculars
and stars.
I miss math, I miss scrabble.
I miss Gin Rummy.
I miss the pinto beans you helped me plant.
I miss your face.
I miss your safety.
I miss the assuredness of immortality.
I miss your protection.
Your lessons.
Your mending.
I miss your love.
I miss you daddy.
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