These are random thoughts and random words
From a poet going through life in a blur.
My life has changed
Without you nothing will be the same
My confident, you are gone
I now feel I have no one
Living life in a whirl,
This spinning makes me want to hurl.
You are gone and dead
Mom sleeps in a cold bed
Without you be her side,
She crys the entire night.
I hate the fact that you have died.
Why, I ask could you not put up a fight?
I hate what I have just said
Please disregard these random thoughts in my head.
I loved you more then you would know
Your death came as a huge blow.
Now what will become of me?
Give it time you would say
Tomorrow is a brand new day
Till tomorrow then Father...
With that I say Farewell
This concludes my ranting spell.

(This peom is for my father who died of Cancer on May 25, 2006)
 
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