Loss of Father Poem

My Wonderful Father

I lost my dad on March 10th, so I wrote this poem for my son to read at his funeral. He made me and granddad very, very proud. I always wrote him poems as a kid, so I wanted to write him one one last time.

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I woke up early many, many times. I just couldn't sleep. I was sitting in my room looking at my dad's picture, wondering why he couldn't be a part of my future. Uncontrolled tears stream down...

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My Dad

Published: June 2018

We miss your face; you were taken too soon.
Your beaming smile that lit up the room,
Them cheeky dimples and twinkle in your eye.
We keep asking ourselves why, oh why.

We miss your Daddy cuddles and kisses on the cheek,
The way you gave us strength when we were feeling weak.
We miss how you cared and protected us so.
But why, oh why, did you have to go?

We miss your voice and hearing you moan,
Watching your iPad or texting on your phone.
We miss you laughing and hearing you sing.
We even miss the microwave going ding ding.

We miss the jokes the banter you had at work
And cluttering the table, driving mum berserk,
Your coat and hat draped over the chair.
We just can't understand why life is so unfair!

We love you Daddy; it's unbelievably clear
That we would do anything to have you back here.
But untill the day we meet again,
Warm in our hearts is where you remain.

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by Angeline MY Lee, Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia
10 months ago

I woke up early many, many times. I just couldn't sleep. I was sitting in my room looking at my dad's picture, wondering why he couldn't be a part of my future. Uncontrolled tears stream down my face while heartbeat starts to race. Asking God why he took my dad from the earth. Although it has been 4 months since God took him home, no words can express my loss and sorrow. Although I cannot see him, I know he is up there watching over me. I miss my dad more and more every day. And all I can do every night is pray. In my heart he shall forever remain. But right at this moment, there is only pain. Lost in the world he left behind. Until I'm with him, I'll always be lost in time. Until we meet again, may God hold you in the palms of His hand. Rest in peace, Daddy.