You brought yourself back to life, Dad.
You were somehow reborn back into your old self.
I see you...
You once again are guiding me through the day,
praising me for things I think I fail at.
Your sense of humor has returned,
smiling and laughing like you used to.
For months I was trapped inside my dark room,
feeling no walls and seeing no light that you once provided me.
One day you reached out to me,
taking my hand while my eyes were still to adjust to the blackness of the room.
It startled me at first,
and you squeezed me tight,
guiding me back into your light.
I'm safe when I am with you,
comfertable when I see you.
My Father is back once again,
tucking me in at night and walking with me when I feel enclosed in the darkness the world sheds.
I kept you safe while that stroke devoured you,
I took your hand and held you.
I learned how much I love you...
I felt how much I love you...
And nothing is better than now,
your recovery has beaten overall.
I love you, Daddy,
and for as long as I live,
I will protect you as you protect me.