For Dad, On Your Birthday in Heaven
Another year comes, but you’re not here to see it. The candles burn in silence, and I whisper your name into the dark. I ache for your voice— the way it carried both love and strength. I ache for your hands— steady, warm, unshakable. The world still moves forward, but a piece of me stayed the day you left. Grief has no calendar, and love has no end. Happy Birthday, Dad. I hope the stars sang for you today. I hope you felt me reaching— because I always am.
