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I made a poem based on my 4 year old sister when my Dad passed away. |
| She sat there and stared with her big hazel eyes a look of dismay as she sits there and sighs she didnt know much as to what was going on all that she knew was that he was now gone her daddy was in heaven she heard over and over but she saw daddy in a box up in the foyer everyone was crying as she looked side to side "should i cry too?' she kept wondering in her mind she didn't remember much but had a few memories such as daddy "eating her baby chin" or swinging in the swings. A little while later she stood there in the cold wondering when Daddy would be back At only 4 years old |