Seventh Of December
by William Bough
The house is full, but empty and cold,
He died today,
not very old,
The family gathered, sat by the bed,
Soothed the moans, stroked his head.
Didnt drink, nor did he smoke,
Dying of cancer,
ironic, sick joke,
As the time drew near, he wasnt there,
The ones round the bed, left to care.
Breathing labored, struggling, long,
Small and weak,
when once was so strong,
A life helping others, answering the call,
And a lump in the gut puts an end to it all.
He draws one last breath, now lying still,
Disbelief
round the bed, all eyes start to fill,
Silence, despair, empty looks, then a cry,
Knew he was ill, cant believe he would
die.
Although he is gone, he is still here,
Feel his
presence in moments of fear,
Strong but gentle, sometimes strict, always kind,
If I follow the example, I know he wont
mind,
For he was a good man, with heart of gold,
But he died today, not very old.
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Happy
Father's Day
by Tami Blackwell
Give 'em a hug, a great big kiss.
Because one day,
he will be greatly missed.
My daddy has gone far away from this land,
I miss
the precious touch of his loving hands.
I never knew last year was the last day,
I could
look at my daddy, hug him, and say:
"I love you, Daddy! Happy Father's Day!"
Don't let one day go by without telling him
how
dear he is!
Remember you may not have another year to tell him this!
All I have now is great memories, a heart
full of
love and eyes full of tears, and
to remember his love throughout the years.
Now I will have to look up at the stars and
say,
"I love you, Daddy! Happy Father's Day!"
Please remember when you pray, to thank your
heavenly
father up above.
For your father he gave you with so much love.
"He lived, for Jesus died;
He died, for Jesus Lives."
