Dying Poem

I wrote this when my father passed away after being ill for a long time. It reflects all the emotions I went through as I sat at his bedside and held his hand as he passed away.

It's Ok To Go

© Lori Daoust
You were sick and tired and we all knew,
that God would soon come to take you.
You fought so hard, so very long,
but through the pain, you stayed strong.

We all knew there would come a day,
when God would come to carry you away.
It doesn’t make it easier to say goodbye,
and I try so hard not to cry.

I can’t help but feel defeated,
or even maybe a little cheated.
But how very selfish would I be,
to hope and pray you could stay with me.

So as you laid there tubes running to and fro,
I had to tell you "It's ok to go".
Say "Hi" to loved ones waiting on the other side.
I know some day; you'll be there when I take that ride.

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Published: Apr 2012

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  • My father a great man a proud man sadly passed away 3rd march after only being sick for 23 days. I just didn't know how to deal with it but reading the poems has helped me a lot thank you xxx

    Karen Buckley Submitted Apr 2013
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