Enthralled Magazine Vol 1 Issue 2 - Reflect

poetry
I lost my father when I was fairly young just a ten-year-old little boy,
But I had to tell the world his story about how he filled my heart with so
much joy.
We used to go to the creek together and one time we found a small island
in the stream,
We came back the very next day and he had left a 20-dollar bill laying
there to surprise me.
From that day on we called that spot Treasure Island and we used to go
on adventures there all the time,
No one will ever mean more to me than he did in my eyes.
He taught me how to do front handsprings, he got me lifting weights,
He showed me how to throw a rock and make it skip across the lake.
I used to always look up to him, I thought he was the greatest man alive,
But when he left this world there was nothing I could do for months, but
cry.
For years after his death, I looked for a father figure to follow, but no one
could ever take his place of being my role model.
He never got to live to see the day when I became a man, but I promise
that because of him I will always try to be the best I can.
One day I will have a son to take to Treasure Island in the sand, just like
him and I did when I used to have a dad.
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