R.I.P Poem by Stephen Mcbride

R.I.P



Where do we go?
What do we see?
Times we shared, will always remain a part of me.
Losing you hurt,
But now I know,
You were one of God's angels on earth.
No matter where I am, or who I am with,
I will never forget the life you lived,
And times when I get sad,
I will always be grateful for the time we had.
Now the time has come for you to go to sleep,
So rest with the Angels and find some peace.

Sunday, November 2, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Short poem. Some of the thoughts that ran through my head when I lost my father.

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