RoseAnn V. Shawiak
A Father - Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak
Quietly grieving within, a father who was always there with a ready smile or sound advice.
Already missing his presence in my life, I wander through long days, trying to make sense of death's insistence.
It just doesn't add up, it's not logical in earthly senses.
A deepening sorrow touches my heart and soul, leaving me left with an emptiness, filled with tears of love for the man who was always there for me and our family.
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