I miss you
It is fast approaching Otto's death date and it will be seven years since I lost him to abdominal metastasized cancer. Here is my tribute to him:
I miss you
I miss your mischievous smile before you told me raunchy blonde jokes. That smile curled my toes.
I miss your hair. The way one soft curl at the back of your neck would twine around my finger.
I miss your touch. When you held me tightly against you, I felt safe and protected. You were my first protector and you are my last protector.
I miss your smell of yeast and baking bread. You smelled of home.
I miss your voice and your grumbles.
Most of all I miss your presence. I miss leaning against you with my head on your chest, hearing your heart beat.
RIP Otto 1947-2014