Father Poem

Getting Through Rehab

I wrote this for my father while I was in Drug rehab. He stood beside me no matter what. In loving memory of Edward Arnett 10/2/41-9/5/07.

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When I was just 6 my granddad passed away he was my lucky charm and ever since he has died I would sit and look up to the sky and wish till my heart stopped how much I would love for him to...

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Published: July 2008

Forever grateful is what
I am to you
Always looking out for me
is what you set out to do
"Thank you" are just words
I can't say them enough
Helping me through my hard times
the ones that were really rough
Each time you reached out to me
I pushed you away
Rehab is what I needed
and now I am back to stay

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  • by Madison Baker, Selby
  • 2 years ago

When I was just 6 my granddad passed away he was my lucky charm and ever since he has died I would sit and look up to the sky and wish till my heart stopped how much I would love for him to come back.

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