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Farther
Contributed by
Cyndal
on
Wednesday, 12th October 2011 @ 07:00:52 PM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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A simple ad across the screen of a classic father daughter scene.
Him holding her tightly like a father would, so happy so right.
My heart has pictured this scene ever since I was a young teen.
Yet my heart feels not the warmth of memories but blight.
The ad is of a day that many hold dear and celebrate with cheer.
My father is gone and dead, never to know me again.
I can never share another happy day with him, thats clear.
So I will sit and try to remember him without his sins.
But who am I to cast stones?
The girl whos last words to her father were that of cold and hate.
The girl who can only scream sorry at a bag of bones.
I can only walk forward and see what awaits.
Copyright ©
Cyndal
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2011-10-12 19:00:52]
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Re: Farther
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by emystar on
Wednesday, 12th October 2011 @ 08:36:03 PM AEST
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Sad but you tell it so well.
blessings,
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