If only I could talk to you for a moment, perhaps gain some advice.

Would you tell it to me straight or say something nice? 

Reaching to you, palms up in the air. 

If only I could smell the Tres Flores in your hair. 

Smiling out towards nothing and feeling so blue.  

I wish, how I wish, I could see your smile too. 

The contour of your fingers, I remember in my head. 

The calluses on your hands, from ‘hard hours at labor’ you said. 

Smelling you here, even though you are far. 

I want to pay you a visit, drive to Heaven in my car. 

There is so much to say, a story or two to tell. 

Perhaps in the future some day, we’ll share our stories quite well. 

I miss you so much, I can barely speak. 

My heart sobs with each thought, feels like inhaling concrete.

I will leave you with this, it’s all I can muster.

I love you, you‘re the Dad with the most luster.