The last year has been hard,
I won’t pretend otherwise,
My last words were over a phone,
And my last picture is old.
***
You didn’t get to live long,
There are many things you taught me,
Like how to remain strong,
When life treats you wrong.
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But lately I’ve been thinking,
And everything reminds me of you,
So many unasked questions,
And answers that will never be.
***
Life has failed to break me yet,
But taking you was a decent attempt,
I still can’t find the perfect way,
To say Goodbye Dad.
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This hit me hard, man. The rawness of it makes it even more painful.
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It’s nearly two years since he past and I still catch myself expecting my weekly call… My poetry is a way for me to let that emotion out. 🙂
Love
The PeskyPoet
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Thank you Pattimouse
Love,
The PeskyPoet
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Heartfelt and well expressed. Emotions/difficulty often bring out the best creativity, and this is one shining example!
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I have found over my time writing that emotion tends to be my best trigger. The mixed relationship with my dad meant there was a lot of mixed emotions when he passed.
Love,
The PeskyPoet
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