A very strong man and a very brave heart

As the day comes to an end and the sun starts to set in

reflect back to what you should never forget

Count all your blessings and all the days you have left

The Grieving process goes thru various different stages

im grateful to be where we are to this day

stronger than ever and stronger than before

It hasn't always been easy and did what we could 

thirteen years so far soooooo good 

the loss of my dad, it broke my heart

Thank you Mike, you were there from the start

Including keep me from falling apart   

I can never pay you back from keeping me safe  

you took me to moms n said I'll be back

you went to meet my brother and confirm

that he was deceased n mike didn't want me to see my dad dead

cause he knew I would not be right in the head

I am seriously amazed it's almost a year and all the things

We have done you sat me down in the bed

sit right here and rest your head

i feel asleep in you arms n will never forget that day

i woke up and  we're glad to see me I was in your arms

That will be a forever memory 

you were there and that can never be erased

as well as you can never be replaced

So I'm so grateful that you are my man

i look forward to walking in the sand 

i am so happy I'm writing, at the time of my fighting

my demons my fears

I know in my heart you are always here

 

RIP DADDY I MISS YOU

sometimes I cry

i can't tell you why?

i never said goodbye

just a conversation he was coming home

n didn't want me to worry said he loved me

of course, I told him  loved him too

that was the last time I spoke to you

so thank you my hubby

for holding me tight 

keeping me okay

we will wake up to a brand new  day

here we are almost a year ago

you left this earth you had to go

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

About the Author
.I am a white female 47 years old and suffer from depression and anxiety. I have had three right hip replacements due to infection at 18 months old I just had my world turn upside having my dad pass away 8/9/2015 He called me at 8 pm we said we love each other n that was my last Time I spoke to him... I love to write poetry and advice for the grieving
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