Father Death Poem

Now your gone
Your bodies ashes,
you watch us all
as our world sadly crashes.

I'll miss your shiny
Spiky head,
And the way you tucked
Me into bed.

Even tough I am
Now older,
With out tucking me in,
My bed was colder.

All I wanted was a last phone call
Without the tears or sadness at all,
To one last time hear your voice
I wish death was not a choice.

But now your gone
Your ashes spread,
We'll meet again
When I am dead.

You helped me through
When times were sad,
You got me through
When I got mad.

We never spent
Much time together,
But now this way
You'll be with me forever.

I miss you loads
My life is sad,
I love you loads
My dear old dad..x
Ill Miss You X by Gemma Logue @FamilyFriendPoems

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