A last hug,A tearful tug,
And there he lay, his face so smug,
His beard was gray,
His body so fray,
And yet he was strong till his dying day!
A pyre was lit,
My heart wept a lil bit,
My daddy was gone, tried hard to accept it,
Each and every day,
I prayed in every way,
I wished daddy was here to stay,
Then one day, as his pillow I kissed,
Thought if I could tell him just how much he was missed,
I remembered all that he would say and all that he had wished,
So the next day, I bid him goodbye,
Held back my tears and tried not to cry,
And promised I would aim to be, all that he wanted, before I die!
© kronosaphrodite
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