My dads a poet and this is all I have.

Thirteen years of time

Has gone by

But no amount of time

Could make me forget 

The way blue eyes gave away

Your every emotion

Or the way you could pick out any song

On your Martin

Thirteen years and still

The memory of the scent

On that faded tshirt hasn't strayed Far from the

Front of my mind

How you were two months older

And six inches taller

And you never let me forget

Thirteen years since you enlisted

And I cried and begged you not to

But you swore you'd write

And promised you'd fight

And return home when you could.

Thirteen years since the officer came

And stood on the porch

On a Saturday morning

The same day I thought my world fell apart

Thirteen years and I still have your picture

In the living room by the window

And I see those blue eyes every day