shadow of a ghost

We lost you way to soon, children without a father. I hear on the daily that he looks like you.

His hair, nose, and sometimes the way his crooked smile frames his face. He always gets more attention than me because he is as close to you as they can get. I hear on the daily about how he reminds them of you. Oh how I miss you and would give almost anything to have you back. I use to think I lived in the shadow of him but now I know I live in the shadow of the one I love and miss the most, the shadow of a ghost.