Death Poem by Teens

I Love You And Forgive you

My dad and I never really had a good and strong relationship. I am 17 years old and lost my dad March 7th. I love him a lot and I want him to know I love him and forgive him! Thank you for reading my poem!

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My dad did everything wrong emotionally. He was a good provider. We always had the best clothes, the best food, the best doctors, the best everything. But that was where the care ended. We...

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My Dad

Published by Family Friend Poems March 2012 with permission of the Author.

How far away are you?
Knowing that you're gone, but wishing you weren't
I won't say goodbye, only see you later
I know we will meet up with each other again... one day
Getting that call
I felt my heart drop as tears filled my eyes
Only hoping everything will be okay
Sitting in the waiting room
You're slowly letting go
We all had to say goodbye
I won't say goodbye, only see you later
I know we will meet up with each other again... one day
You're safe now dad
No more suffering, No more pain
All your weakness is gone
It hurts that our bond wasn't stronger, but I know you still loved me
I hope you know I forgive you
I always have
Our battle is now over
Deep down in my heart you will always be
I know I need to let you go
As difficult as it will be
See you later daddy
I love you

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by Scáth Beorh
9 years ago

My dad did everything wrong emotionally. He was a good provider. We always had the best clothes, the best food, the best doctors, the best everything. But that was where the care ended. We did not live up to his expectations, and so, as with all the other bullies at school, he bullied us when we came home. He was a bullied child. He should have known better, but he didn't. He is hard to forgive, but this is how I forgive him: I look at my own life, my own bullying of others weaker or different than me, striking others who have angered me, being snide and callous, crass and rude--and all because I was hurting inside because I had been bullied. So, what is the answer? There is only one that works, and it is Love. Love, and forgiveness. Because would there ever be one bully if he or she were really, truly loved?