It’s year 2 since you left
And I still feel you
When I cook to feed the family
I feel your presence in the kitchen
No hard recipes for much of anything
Let intuition and taste guide you through
You rarely measured after the first time cooking something
Unless it was something that required exactness
You preferred to let the food speak to you through taste and let it guide you into what it wanted to be
You were always glad to lend a hand
Always there for everyone that knew you
I can’t count the number of people who have said he helped me replace this or that
He helped me fix this
Lately people say I look like you
I never really heard that before you were gone
Now it’s like there’s a Jimmy shaped hole I’m being molded to fill
I’m pleased with that I’m not as much of a jack of all trades as you were
But if I’m half the man you were in your latter years
I’d be more than pleased with that
I’ve started creating and saving recipes
Like I wish you had done with more things you made
But we’ll start off a new tradition
God I wish I could hear you say you were proud of me again
Becoming a better man than you is my Everest
And I’ll be climbing that Everest till the day I die
I still struggle with opening up and trusting people though
I’m not sure how you did that so well
You could walk in a room and make friends with anyone
Your smile brightened up any room that was graced by it
Your example leads me to this day
In some ways I’m more open and vulnerable than you
But it sucks because my guiding compass to the man I wanted to be is gone
And all I’m left with is memories
And they’re just not enough
Not when all I want is to see you and feel your arms around me instead
You left a Jimmy shaped hole behind and I’m trying to fill it
While becoming my own self
I miss you dad and so does everyone else
Though not forever
One day we’ll be reunited
And I can’t wait for that glorious day
Until we meet again
I’ll keep pushing out of your shadow while still trying to fill it
Everest has fallen and I feel lost still
But I’m slowly rebuilding my compass to lead the way
To be the man you always knew I could be
I wish to be your requiem honoring you in every way that I can.
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