The Moon Walker

Dear father,

We still miss you very much.

The three of us.

All of us.

It was eclipse, did you know that? You couldn’t wait for the sun rise, when you decided to just walk out in the moonlight.

How could you do such injustice to us, to your children?

It was devastating, you abandoning us like that.

Yes, you left in a nebulous night that dressed in darkness, yet a warm night, where we fell asleep after you read us stories and put us to bed, kissing each of us on the forehead, goodnight. We got tagged in, and then dozed into a warm and comfy sleep. When we later woke up, you’d already slipped away, alone, hiding your face.

If we had known you were leaving, the three of us, your children, could’ve tagged along, yet since our eyes were heavily weary from the stories you read to us, so we fell asleep instead. By then, you were far gone, in the dim neon light, without a trace or a note.

Maybe one-day, we will catch up with you, tracing your fading footprints.

Life is so cold and quiet, without you.

Everyday though, we miss you, as you’re still in our thoughts.

We miss, your laughter, and your hugs, and your face.

We miss your funny jokes.

Mostly, we miss your fatherly love.

Wherever you are now, we hope that you’re happy and free!

Be our guardian angel forever!

Yours Truly,

MI.