24 July 2012
Please read on... I'm not going to write anymore Opusses about how unlucky my life has been, so please take a minute to read this. I don't like to dwell in the past except for anniversaries, so here goes...
I had a perfect little girl, Her name was Stella. She was a lovely lass, I was a very lucky fella.
Her poor mummy died, Whilst giving her life. I must say thankyou, To my deceased wife.
Stella was a happy girl, I was the luckiest man. She was an organized girl, With an organized plan.
But a horrific disaster struck, My unluckiness grew. At the mere age of twelve, Stella's life was through.
She was walking to school, I was holding her hand. A car whizzed bye, And she could only stand.
'Daddy!' She whispered. I pushed her out of the way. But it clipped her tiny head, And there she lay.
So close to safety But closer to harm. I risked my life for little Stella But only broke my arm.
I held her hand for hours, Through intensive care. But I'll never forget The driver's horrified stare...
The doctors came in, Their faces grave. I tried shut out the words That would make my life cave.
"I'm so sorry" they said. Your little girls gone. She was so innocent and pure; They must have been wrong.
Hit and run drivers Killed my little girl. At her funeral I broke down, Her life gone in a twirl.
To those of you parents, There's nothing happier Than looking at your child... Imagine them gone. Times it by ten. A hundred. A thousand. That's not even close to how I feel.
I would like you to know It's a year to the day That my darling girl Stella Passed away.
✨✨✨R.I.P darling. This is the best I could do. ✨✨✨
R.I.P Stella • Opuss № I