They are around

Yes i am happy,

To be alive.

What is it,

That gives me the high?

Those who were,

An integral part,

Are now lost,

Somewhere in dark.

I wish i could hear you,

Calling my name,

Touch your wrinkled skin,

At least once again.

Your boundless support,

And unsaid reprovals,

Helped me grow roots,
And find my soil.

You entrenched me well,
On this spinning earth,
Had you not been you,
I would have had no worth.

You have not gone,
You are living in me,
Your values & beliefs,
Are sustaining me!