My father.
My father. loss father daughter cancer death love stories
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angeliki
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When our loved ones slip from our fingers.

My father.

You stood before me,

Always a smile upon your face -

You stood tall,

My father who was loved.

You lay in your coffin,

Always a corpse to be glimpsed upon -

You don't blink,

My father who lays dead.

You promised me a day,

When you'd walk me down the aisle -

Your arm would guide me,

To meet the smiling eyes of the groom.

You loved to laugh,

Always the cheerful sound to be heard -

You stayed strong,

My father who was a hero.

You used to be there,

Always in the picture -

You loved,

My father who is no longer here.

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