In Loving Memory

The park was quite empty

except for a girl and her dad,

She gazed in my direction

her expression went sad,

She whispered in her dad's ear

his attention now on me,

His and my eyes locked

my intentions were to flee,

He took his daughter's hand

both of them drawing near,

Not knowing what to do

I was filled with so much fear,

Then suddenly a face

that my soul recognized,

Tears now running down my face

because I suddenly realized,

With a gust of wind so harsh

and out of the blues,

I woke up to puffy eyes

surrounded with tissues.