When bedtime comes, the stars peek through,
I save your spot—it’s just for you.
Your chair sits empty, quiet, still,
But in my heart, I feel your will.

Your coffee cup, the one you hold,
Stays warm in stories Mama told.
She says you’re helping cities shine,
But I count days with moon’s slow climb.

I wear your socks (they’re big and blue),
And hug the bear that smells like you.
The locket photo—grin so wide—
Whispers, “Love’s not bound by tide.”

At night, I wave to planes above,
And send you dreams on wings of dove.
Though miles stretch like endless seas,
Your laugh’s my compass in the breeze.

So hurry home, my superhero,
Back to our fort where giggles grow.
But till you’re here to squeeze me tight,
I’ll love you through the stars each night.

The moon’s our bridge, and love’s our glue…
Daddy, every day’s a hug from you.

love you my Dad missing you so much.