Rain


Whenever I miss you,
It always rains..
Perhaps to help me,
Hide my pain..

Just like you used to,
Pat my back..
Telling me I did ok,
Even if I failed..

It's getting hard,
I want to come back..
I met many people,
But no one like you Dad..


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