My Father I did not weep when my father died. The pain and heartache,held inside. There were no teardrops from my eyes. but my soul was screaming to the skies. Mourners gathered,offering sympathy, for one who meant so much to me. I sat and watched this sad parade, that family and friends to the coffin made. I focused on that precious man, who consoled,and inspired as no other can. I could not fathom,that from now on, my beloved father was forever gone.
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