He died in my hands,
but lives in my mind
I wish time wouldn't go forward,
then I would make it rewind
I try to have memories,
but my mind's mostly blank
As for the man I've become today,
I have only one person to thank
I don't have the time to waste upon mourning,
He wanted me to live, love, and never be boring
One day I'll see him again,
And I know he'll say aloud
I love you my son,
you've made your Father proud.
Death Of Beloved Father
He Lives In Me
Published by Family Friend Poems February 2006 with permission of the Author.
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