I miss her smile. 

How she would nod her head when she tickled me. 

I miss her voice. 

How she would call for me and say "thank you beta."

I miss her. 

I miss her smell. 

And her cute jokes.

I miss the person I was around her. 

I miss her arms around me as she pulled me into a close hug. 

I felt very safe in her arms when she would pull me into a close hug. 

But she is at home. 

She is with her loved ones and Creator. 

She beat me to it. 

And as she looks down at me, 

I can only hope that she sees me trying.

I miss you Dada.