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A tribute to my dad, my true inspiration |
| As you sat down beside me, and held my hand tight, I slipped down on the bench, with no hope in sight. I was drowning in tears, and you wiped them away, you said my dear wife, you'll see him again one day. I listen to the preacher, as he said a few kind words, but couldn't stop shaking, from the rattling of my nerves. How can I do this, I can't let him go, This isn't happening, I told myself so. I stood by his casket, while everyone stopped to say, I'm so sorry for your loss, can I help you in some way? Why must this happen, especially to him, he brought so much light, to a world that is dim. I didn't expect you to go, at such a young age, and leave me here, with so much resintment and rage. I can't get past this feeling of sorrow, maybe their right, it'll be better tomorrow. As I take my last look, I fall to your chest, and I watch them lower you, to your final rest. I know you'll be perfect now, with wings of flowing white, I throw my rose on your casket, and bid you goodnight. |