Goodbye Father
In a quiet hospital room,
Where the beeping of machines fills the air,
I grasp your fragile hand, so warm and weathered,
As tears fall silently down my face.
You were always my rock, my guiding light,
A man of strength and wisdom,
Yet now you lay before me,
A mere shadow of your former self.
The memories flood back,
Of all the times we shared,
The laughter, the tears, the joy,
And the moments of pure love.
I remember the way you taught me to ride a bike,
Your steady hand on my back,
Guiding me along the path,
Until I could finally ride on my own.
I remember the way you stood by me,
Through every triumph and every failure,
Your unwavering support,
A constant in my ever-changing world.
And now I must say goodbye,
To the man who shaped me,
To the father who loved me,
In ways words cannot express.
I want to tell you how much I love you,
How grateful I am for all you've done,
But the words catch in my throat,
And all I can manage is a whispered goodbye.
As I watch your chest rise and fall,
I know that your time is near,
And my heart breaks at the thought,
Of a world without you in it.
But I take comfort in knowing,
That your love will always be with me,
A guiding light in the darkness,
A strength to carry me through.
So goodbye, father,
Though my heart is breaking,
I know that you will always be with me,
In every beat of my heart, in every breath that I take.
I will carry your memory with me,
A cherished treasure in my soul,
And though I may be saying goodbye,
I know that our love will never truly die.
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