My Father Is Dead Poem by Diana Rosser
My Father Is Dead
My father is dead
and I loved him.
Life carries on
but he's dead
and all that I was,
is not there anymore
because he is not there,
to open the door
at eleven in the morning
and just say to me,
it is time do you think
for a glass of the red
and to sit on the bench
and discuss what is said
My father is dead
and I loved him.
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death of a friend
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4/24/2024 2:01:40 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Couldn't fail to say.....sorry for your loss.....this seems like a great tribute to someone who really knew how to Make you feel loved and alive. Best wishes to you I fear my father is not long for this world