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My Father

I did not weep when my father died.
The pain and heartache,held
inside.
There were no teardrops from
my eyes.
but my soul was screaming to the skies.
Mourners gathered,offering
sympathy,
for one who meant so much to me.
I sat and watched this sad parade,
that family and friends to
the coffin made.
I focused on that precious
man,
who consoled,and inspired as no other can.
I could not fathom,that from
now on,
my beloved father was forever gone.

JCarRocks

@JCarRocks

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From reading your opuses i take it You're inspired by the heart

Sony worry he will always be with you in your heart.

Sorry, spellcheck

I feel your pain, but also feel your strength x

Awww :( such amazing poem

This is so beautiful! It tore me apart when my father died, but I have the precious memories of such joy and fulfilment!😭😘 ❀ this very beautifully written!😘😘😘

So beautiful, lovely words x

I have not lost my dad yet, but my uncle died a week ago. These words make me so sad😭

Totally moving!β€πŸ‘πŸ‘πŸ’πŸΆ

I didn't cry over sandy until the funeral, I always feel bad about not crying then crying

πŸ˜ͺ :(