This poem is about a man reflecting on the loss of his father over time. He recalls memories of his father's voice, face, and laughter that he still thinks he hears and sees from time to time. While the pain has lessened with the years, he still deeply misses his father and wishes he could have one last hug. When he looks in the mirror now, he sees his father's eyes looking back at him, which still makes him feel that his father is near, even if only in his dreams.

1. Looking at My Father’s Eye’s
Chris Slocombe 13/6/15
I thought I heard your voice
Just the other day
I thought I saw your face
Looking at my way
I thought I heard your laughter
That only came from you
And as I stared into the mirror
I’d swear that it was you.
Well, the years have passed me by
And I miss you more and more
But the pain I feel inside my heart
Has eased a little more
Not one day goes by without
Me thinking about you
I’d give my all to have one hug
That only you could do.

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Looking at my father’s eye’s
Staring back at me
Looking at my father’s eye’s
Make’s me still believe
Looking at my father’s eye’s
He’s standing right by me
Looking at my father’s eye’s
It’s only in my dreams
It’s only in my dreams.
I’ve tried so very hard
To turn my life around
‘Cause the anger and frustration in me
Hurt close one’s all around
But my children gave me children
And I’m older now and wise
When I look into that mirror
I see my father’s eye’s.
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